
Naplan, selective school placement tests and scholarship exams are about to swing into action across the nation. We are testing our children. Seeing where they come in the academic race compared to their peers. Putting numbers and bar graphs next to seven-year-old names like Liam and Emma and Alfie.
Before we send our kids into fluoro lit classrooms to sit down at rows of single file desks and take these tests we, as parents, are monitoring them. Taking a second look at that Year Three homework book hanging out of their school bag. Saying a silent prayer before we check how they spell whether and hoping they are one of the brilliant ones. Because being brilliant saves you from life’s hardships, doesn’t it?
Surely they would be neater by now?
There’s something up with his capital letters.
When should she be learning the harder times tables?
Louise has her son doing Kumon, maybe we should do it too?
I heard someone talking about that the kids who are on the lowest readers in Kindergarten always stay at the bottom.
Maybe if we just did an extra half hour with her every night …
