Wednesday, March 18, 2020
SLICE 18/31- IN WHICH I FEEL MORE THAN A LITTLE BIT DISAPPOINTED IN MYSELF
disappointed in myself tonight.
Maybe even ashamed of myself.
It has to do with our state tests.
Yesterday, our state department of education announced that we will not be having the tests.
And that's a good thing. I hate those tests.
At the same time, I feel really disappointed in myself.
Because we spent a whole lot of time getting ready for the tests.
We did A LOT of literary analysis paragraphs and essays.
My kids were ready for the test.
And now they are not even going to take it.
(As of today, according to our governor,
we may not even go back to school at all this year.
That seems totally crazy to me!)
I think what I'm most disappointed about is what we didn't do,
because we were writing those stupid essays.
We didn't tell enough stories.
We didn't write enough narrative.
We didn't read enough poetry.
Especially not the kind of poetry that kids love.
And we definitely didn't write enough poetry.
We were going to do that in April.
We didn't do enough writing to express our opinions.
Or use our voices to change the world.
Instead, we wrote literary analysis.
Every year, for the past three years, I have told myself I am NOT
going to fall into the testing rabbit hole.
Instead, I am going to do real teaching.
I think I did better this year than I did last year.
We started the year with a Coming of Age unit.
And wrote some personal narrative.
We did a unit on Immigration.
We read infographics.
And read and wrote informative pieces.
And did some writing around undocumented immigrants
(a topic that impacts a lot of my kids).
Even so, we wrote way too much literary analysis.
And now, I'm feeling really badly.
Because I am not sure my sixth graders understand
that reading and writing can make their lives better
and also change their world.
And it really doesn't matter
that they can write literary analysis.