I’ve been moving through past seasons of The Wire, as seems to be the mandatory assignment of every bleeding-heart white blogger nowadays. All these hosannahs — “… the reason Edison invented television,” etc. — have left me feeling cold, however.
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Over the weekend I wrote up a mini-thesis on my assessment methods, which, though standard operating procedure at my last school, are pretty foreign here. I gave it a deliberately confrontational title, “How Math Must Assess.” SOP here is to use whatever tests the manufacturer supplies and give them whenever the manufacturer arbitrarily decided to divide the textbook. I worry that this arbitrary approach to testing stirs up a lot of hatred for math. The implication I try to avoid, since it’s so cocky coming from a third-year teacher’s keyboard, is that I know how to do it better.