Twas the Night Before Testing

As schools either head out or return from Spring Break, it officially begins standardized testing season for so many of us. I have never, and likely will never, be a fan of testing in the manner in which so many of us required to test. Nor will I likely ever put a great amount of faith in the results. Yet, it is a part of a teacher's life and one that is seemingly unavoidable. In hopes of bringing some levity to testing, I have updated my poem from a few years back about testing. πŸ™‚

Twas the day before testing, when all through the school

Not a student was learning, not even the fool.

The pencils were sharpened and laid out with care,

In hopes that learning soon would be shown there.

 

The children were crowded all cramped in their seats,

While visions of bubbled answers danced on the sheets.

And teachers in their desk, and student their chair,

Both settled their brains for a long blank stare.

 

When out in the hall arose such a noise,

Students sprang from desks, the girls and the boys.

Away to the door, they flew in a flash,

Tore down the testing sign and left in a crash.

 

The hallway lit with the glimmer of neon light,

And students called back to seats with fright.

When what to their wondering eyes should appear,

But endless questions and answers to fear.

 

With children back in their seats,

They settled for testing feats.

More quickly than lightning, directions were read,

As teachers spewed and spit words of dread.

 

β€œNow fill in the bubbles with pencil number two!

Use your time wisely for the minutes will be few.

Do your best and show what you got,

There may be pressure but perform on the spot."

 

Kids said not a word but tried their best,

And worked continuously with barely a rest.

Some were finished and some were not,

Regardless all were done when the clock hit the spot.

 

Kids sprang to the door and down the halls,

Answering their texts and taking their calls.

Teachers collected the tests in a nice neat pile,

Brought them to the office, heels clicking on the tile.

 

As all tests were collected and locked up so neat,

Teachers and students both happy it complete.

A day without these tests both are yearning,

They wish to say, β€œit’s about the learning.”

 

Happy Testing to All and To All a Good Score!

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