What Are We Doing To Our Children?

My daughter is 14, in the eighth grade. She’s not Einstein, but she isn’t stupid, either. Occasionally a bit lazy.
The state of New York, in its dubious wisdom, instituted state wide tests in math, ELA and science several years ago. I still haven’t figured out just why. About all they seem to do is heap stress on the students and teachers. Last week, it was 3 days of ELA. This week, it’s 3 days of Math… not my daughter’s favorite class to begin with. She is stressed to the point of nearly being ill. And on top of that, for last week and this, her science teacher assigns 10 pages of review EVERY NIGHT. I know it is review, but honestly? Aren’t the kids dealing with enough? Kidling comes home and starts her homework by 3:30. Many of her friends have after school activities, and don’t even get home until closer to 6pm. Then they do their homework. We are told to make sure they have plenty of sleep and a good breakfast before the tests. Someone want to tell me HOW, when they are doing homework until 9 or 10 at night? Later, for those who have problems with a specific class?

Did I mention these tests are for grades 3 through 8? We aren’t talking High Schoolers here, who are possibly gearing up for college class loads.

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! We push our children into structured play, structured classes, advanced classes…FOR WHAT? When are they supposed to be free, imaginative CHILDREN?

She is out walking with her grandmother and the dog right now. When she comes home, hopefully calmer than when she left, I will see what her French homework is, and maybe go over a few pages of the science with her. I have already written a note to her teacher, though, telling him I am not risking her mental health for the sake of test scores which basically don’t mean a damn thing in the student’s files.


About Mad Annie, Bronwyn, Ann

I am a wife.mother, writer, cashier (hey, it helps pay the bills), Pagan who sometimes thinks too much. A jackie of all trades and mistress of none
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