I had quite a day with CSAP today so I thought I'd lighten things up a bit with this blog.
Imagine yourself in the following situation: (oh and incase your getting suspicious I didn't do this during CSAP...I'm sharing my frustration in a fun, healthy way)
You're minutes away from walking into the classroom and you know your in for a worthwhile experience...CSAP. hip hip hooray times three. Oh by the way, your a sophomore, and you've taken this test year after year for a whopping 7 YEARS!!! Since 3rd GRADE!!! okay, so you take a seat in your chair and your teacher begins to read you the cheesy directions about what a bubble is, and how you have to stop when it says stop and how you use a "wooden, graphite based sharpened number 2" yada yada... In the middle of the test on the math section, you're under so much pressure that you forgot how to subtract54 from 67. Deciding you feel"sick", you politely but urgently ask your teacher if you can leave because you're about to THROW UP!!!! Now let's just say that something magical could happen and your teacher would allow you to go to the clinic. You take your final steps over the threshold and shut the classroom door. YAAAAAAAAAA! YOU'RE FINALLY FREE FROM CSAP!!!!! (No, of course you weren't going to the clinic, what did you think silly?) Now that you are liberated from this test taking melgomaniacy, where would you go? What would you do? How would you spend your time while every other decent freshman and sophomore is taking the test?
Okay, here's the catch, when you give me your creative story: I need you to use three things...
You must include the following:
1) A unicorn
2) A bulldozer
3) hot fudge sundae
Please try to weave these three items logically into a thrilling tale--wow me! Enjoy!
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Oh, the Joys of Standardized Testing.
Brilliantly made up by shamitap at 5:57 PM
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7 Shammints:
Just so you know, I would NOT do this but was tempted to fall asleep today when I finished tests early, and I am sure my dream would have been along these lines:
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I silently walked down the empty, stark white hallways, quietly explaining my situation to the hall monitors on my way to the clinic. As I reached the cafeteria, I bee-lined it to the doors, leading me to freedom, where I was met by a majestic pink unicorn who was here to tale me far away from the prison of standarized testing. We were riding down university when suddenly I was stopped by a man in a bulldozer.
"Aren't you supposed to be in school?" he wondered.
I put on my best poor-pitiful-me face and proceded to inform him of the evils of standardized testing. He was so moved by my story that he took me to get a hot fudge sundae. He petitioned for CSAP to be put to an end, and it was abolished by a huge majority. So, I was ultimately the cause of the end of CSAP. Well, I did have a bit of help from a pretty unicorn and a nice construction worker. And from then on, we all liven happily ever after (duh) in a land that never saw standarized testing again.
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So Shamita, what do I get for wowing you with my imaginative creative writing? HAHA. I hope you enjoyed it, I sure did!
I'm glad we are enjoying it immensly! CSAP drools!
can we actually respond to my blog, guys? geez!! ;)
Hey, does this mean I won?!?! JUST JOKING. But hey, if I did, I am all for winning...
I give up. You win Ashley! Good story!
And in second place, we have Alex!
Thank you all for participating! ;D
Hey Alex didn't lose!!
Everyone who came by and didn't comment on the topic are the ones that lost! ooooooo Lily, what now?
jk!! I luv ya!
Hey!
This is so late but your post was so interesting I had to read it!
By the way I did take a little "bathroom break"(aka starbucks trip) during CSAP.
Ok, I first I would ride on the unicorn's back over to Copper Mountain. There I would find a hot guy with a bulldozer to take me on a skydiving adventure. After that, I would eat a hot fudge sunday with a giraffe. Then, I would get the unicorn to take me back to class, right as the teacher starts becomming suspicious.
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