A fair amount of time has been spent this semester on assessments, and with this week’s reading again it is assessment. Both Ayers and Oakes devote a chapter of their respective books to the dilemma, it would seem, of evaluating learning. When do you know something? I will tell you from my experience I am not really sure sometimes. Case in point, my Biology class this past semester has been tons of watching lectures, labs, Internet research, midterms, finals and quizzes. I literally poured more information into my head than I thought was possible, and studied every day for a grade I will expect to be pretty good. But guess what, I am not sure that I comprehended 10% of what I was fed. Maybe it’s the subject matter, or words and processes I can’t pronounce or really understand. If someone was to assess my grade, they would undoubtedly say, “wow Kevin you nailed that course”, but in reality, nothing could be further from the truth. While I did learn some generalities of Biology, I would guess they would be fleeting memories a month or year from now. So what’s the point? The point is even when you get a grade, make the mark, or the proficiency level, have you really learned anything? Everybody is happy now. The teacher must have done his job well. The department head who hired the teacher must have done his job well. The curriculum and the program must have been well setup. All appear to be happy. I am not complaining, but the question is, did I really learn much?
In Pearlstein’s Tested, it’s all about the test. It doesn’t even border on ludicrous, it is ludicrous. What that school is put through, and how can the students be learning anything of substance with so much time devoted to preparation, anxiety, and pure torture . It seems to be a throwback to the turn of the century memorization and recitations that were the hallmark of these early education methods. Rather than spending the time enriching our children’s education in the wonder of discovery, science, history, music, among other subjects, too much valuable time is spent teaching how to take a test. A test that is made up and evaluated by who knows who. Now with that said, I know that reading, writing, and mathematics are so important to us, and they do open the door for richer enjoyment of other subjects, but to judge someone’s entire body of knowledge on testing is not fair to the student, and in the worst way, could put someone on a path to not realizing their full potential.
Are there easy answers to the question of assessment? If there were, people would not be writing about the problems, or we would not be reading about them. While it may now appear that I am against testing, I have to say that I am not. I do understand that testing can be a tool to improve teaching methods, uncover deficiencies in a students learning, and be a benchmark or baseline for monitoring progress. It has to be taken as a part of a much wider portfolio of learning, as Ayer’s might describe it. In his book, To Teach, he describes a portfolio that travels with students throughout their academic life. It is rich with projects that they have accomplished, life skills they have learned, community services they have performed, teacher’s observations, artwork, and their creativeness. It is a body of knowledge that would sit side by side with the more formal assessments, to give those that have to make decisions about tracks, and college admissions a much richer picture of the student’s life.
I have begun to think about how much I am going to miss the kids, and classes I have worked with this past year. It is amazing how you develop a bond with them on all levels, from the morning queue before entering the classroom, classroom instruction, helping at lunch, tying endless shoes, un-jamming jacket zippers, wiping noses, picking them up when they fall, singing with them at music, running with them at PE, and getting them to their bus. Some of that will go away as my life transitions to being a teacher, and my activities with them will undoubtedly keep me mostly in the classroom, but more opportunities will present themselves I am sure. I had case to reflect today on my working life, and I am truly blessed in that I worked for 30 some odd years for the same company, and loved nearly every one of those years. How many of us can say that? Now I embark again on a new career with what I feel will be more fulfilling than I can even imagine now. I will be good at this, I just know it, I know it, I know it.
