Monday, March 8, 2010

What FCAT Means to Me

Once a year public school children have the honor of taking the blessed FCAT (perdon, 'los f gatos', para todos mis amigos quien hablan solamente en espanol). And guess what? Our favorite worldwide school pet is rearing its face tomorrow and Wednesday to grace us with its presence. Since I was half asleep, drudging through the school day as if I belonged in the movie "Zombie Land", somehow the part of every teacher's lecture detailing what subject content the FCAT will involve for my grade level flew through one ear, danced around for a bit amongst the hollow cartilage, and then escaped leaving me with no recolletion of this ever happening in seven class periods.

This lack of alertness I speak of was due to my quest to finish (en realidad, yo empece escribir el proyecto el domingo, pero yo lo hice antes de La Navidad) my Personal Project Essay Sunday night. Which I absolutely did not procrastinate on. Not at all. No questions asked. Hello IB friends in Africa if you are reading this! Can I hear a whoop whoop for Africa? Three cheers for multiculturalism!

And now, some FCAT entertainment unearthed from the caverns of my imagination.

- Everytime you hear the word "FCAT" do you picture Garfield eating spaghetti?
- Have you ever typed in "FCAT jokes" on the Google search engine to find something interesting to say in your blog, only to find nothing.
- Did you ever wonder what it means to release test questions from prior years? Do they let cats run wild, have a parade, and sing FCAT songs in celebration of answers from 2007 being announced?
- After researching on the Florida Department of Education's official website, I noticed this in the section labeled "feedback": "How do I obtain a printed score report for the FCAT?" Well, I suppose they teach you how to use avogadro's theorm, memorize every planet known to man (and his dog), however, nobody taught the simplw skill of using a computer printer to print out their scores. Sheer brilliance! But at least we know pi is 3.14 and that's all that really matters in life, right?

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