If you saw this blog entry yesterday, you may have been surprised when you tried to read it. For reasons unknown to me, after I typed the whole dang entry and submitted it, it was wiped clean. Totally erased. I cannot begin to explain how aggravating that was. I should have retyped it right then, but I was tired, irritable, and in need of sleep so I decided to postpone until now. If any of my fellow bloggers have recommendations on how to prevent a repeat of this, I would appreciate the comments.
So now it’s time to rehash yesterday’s new thing.
I began teaching in August 1999. With a few years as exceptions, I have administered end of grade (EOG) standardized state tests every year. This year’s test has a few changes from previous years. One of these changes is teachers cannot administer tests to the students they teach. Therefore, for the first time, I gave an EOG to a class I do not teach. Consequently, my students were given their tests by another teacher.
I know. I know. My firsts are supposed to add fun, happiness, excitement, compassion to my life. And here I am talking about something as exciting as watching paint dry. What can I say? Testing week is the most tiring week of a school year. You may want to decrease your expectations. And I promise to increase my self-deprecating humor and sarcasm.