The Test Scores Are In
A child is more than any one score.
And so is a teacher, too.
But when the scores surprise and please,
Loudly shout, "WOO - HOO!"
I celebrate the highest highs,
I celebrate every success.
Every score is a sign of learning;
Every score measures progress.
I know I taught, but did they learn?
The question haunts me less
Because I see the numbers there
And can measure my teaching with the tests.
A child is more than any one score.
And so is a teacher, too.
But when the scores surprise and please,
Loudly shout, "WOO - HOO!"
Round up this week is at Chicken Spaghetti.
WOO-HOO to you, Mary Lee! Happy Summer!
ReplyDeleteA new goal:
ReplyDeleteNo child left un-Woo-Hoo-ed!
Sam -- I'd like to hear that in a politician's stump speech!
ReplyDeleteElaine -- Thanks! The happiness quotient of my summer certainly wasn't depending on good testing news, but it did push it up a notch or two!
WOO HOO! Happy summer to you!
ReplyDeleteLove the poem! Great one Mary Lee.
ReplyDeleteSo tickled by this. Can you be my childrens' teacher???
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