Today was the first day of state standardized testing, and it was, as I expected, a mess. The company that our state pays to do the testing is DRC Insight. I’m not sure why: we’ve never had a smooth testing experience with them. We’ve staggered starts by grade; we’ve staggered by grade and then hall; we’ve staggered by grade, and then hall, and then room — nothing has ever produced a simple experience where all students get logged on immediately and start the test without issue.
How many millions of dollars are we spending for this substandard, time-wasting torture?
For my part, it’s hellish because I’m not allowed to do anything other than watch the students test. We don’t want them cheating, you see. But the truth is, students know this test really has no impact on their lives, and while they usually do their best, they’re not overly worried about it.
And this led me once again to cynicism: as I walked around the room, I crafted a sentence. I took a moment and jotted it down, then continued walking around the room, looking at the tops of students’ heads. I thought of edits and changed the sentence. I repeated the process until I’d eliminated all unnecessary words to express the simple truth of standardized testing:
Standardized testing quantifies students and teachers to provide politicians scapegoats for their failed education policies.