I Never Learned That!

March 10, 2009 at 9:28 PM 4 comments

Because the requirements that our own high school sets for graduation isn’t enough, our governor Arnold Schwarzenegger thought it would be a pretty good idea if he could kill a couple hundred more trees and give us yet another test to use the infamous No.2 pencil on.

So after chewing through some rather dull Language Art questions about black bears, cascarones, and Sacajawea and then writing a narrative about some fictional philanthropist, we got to the questionnaire.

A few of the questions went like this, “Did your homework and/or coursework prepare you for the questions on this exam?”

My answer, “No.” They don’t teach us this wannabe SAT nonsense in English Honors. No. It is better for us to fail the CAHSEE and stick around in high school because it is more important that we annotate obvious things in our copies of Othello and then write essays about author purposes that probably don’t exist.

I’m not quite sure who I was criticizing — the CAHSEE or my English class, but either one works for me.

And the administration had the brilliance to make our testing room the cafeteria. So when the questionnaire asked me if there was any reason I might have done worse than I could have, I was forced to answer, “The testing conditions made it difficult for me to concentrate.” The smell of cookies baking can bring out the Cookie Monster in me.

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4 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Yeena(:  |  March 11, 2009 at 6:44 PM

    the cahsee doesn’t even take half the amount of time i spend on homework for each of the subjects each day.
    today, i realized i filled in the wrong grade in the questionnaire for the english section. “may 2008.” didn’t read that carefully, so i just bubbled in “10th,” which is saying that i’m a current junior. =_=;;

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  • 2. Alias #148  |  March 11, 2009 at 10:45 PM

    woah… cookies baking is a rather nice smell…

    I, and maybe 300 other students, had to sit on cold,hard, metal chairs in the North Gym and inhale the nasty odor of [our proctor’s] armpits with every breath.

    we couldnt do any hw and had to sit quietly or read book only.

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  • 3. Cafeteria Participant  |  March 13, 2009 at 5:20 PM

    The cookies weren’t the only problem. There was the occasional yelling of which probably regarded other foods, and was quite audible despite the sliding doors, and that one time when some strangers played rock music at an uncontrolled volume next door.

    Some locations had sticky floors of an unknown, unpleasant substance that one could feel under their shoe after leaving the cafeteria, and some tables has the added bonus of the same effect.

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  • 4. Tatsuya  |  March 15, 2009 at 8:44 PM

    u ppl and ur big words ):

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