contemplativeAnyhoo, we also had to take a standardized test to pass eighth grade (though it was a different exam, I believe) when I was in middle school. I don't recall it being a big deal though. This may just be because I'm a smart kid so I was unconcerned, I don't know.
It was interesting to see how much of the class was focused on test-taking techniques rather than on mastering the material itself. Not sure I personally agree with that approach, but it must work or they wouldn't do it. It was very, very interesting to listen to.
The last hour was a review of math (algebra and geometry) and I was rapt with attention. I have to take my certification exam in June and so I soaked up as much as I could. I'm 38 and still mystified by fractions, I admit it. Math always has been like a foreign language to me, my brain just doesn't GET it, somehow.
So, then I went to the grocery store. Came home and made another batch of enchiladas (I had all the stuff leftover), and a batch of fajita vegetables. I also made this yummy baked broccoli-thing. Haven't tried it yet but it looks good.
I registered for my teacher test -- June 16. *bites nails* I've made a deal with myself not to worry about it until it gets closer. Done and done.
