I am flexible, you see. Like a spoon in the hand of an Oracle. I bend, as not to disturb the universe.
I bend my will, sneaketh past, but then, there is the knot, and I am tied, to tight.
I walk then, on a tightly tied rope, it is a slope, towards an abyss, and me, the spoon will, ah,
not fall, but cling to the nose of the Oracle, in distress.
I fear I will after all disturb the universe with my failing to obey, the law.
“The assessment itself is completely artificial. It’s not ranking teachers in accordance with their ability to help develop children who will reach their potential, explore their creative interests. Those things you’re not testing.. it’s a rank that’s mostly meaningless. And the very ranking itself is harmful. It’s turning us into individuals who devote our lives to achieving a rank. Not into doing things that are valuable and important.”
“You take what is happening in education. Right now, in recent years, there’s a strong tendency to require assessment of children and teachers so that you have to teach to tests. And the test determines what happens to the child and what happens to the teacher.
That’s guaranteed to destroy any meaningful educational process. It means the teacher cannot be creative, imaginative, pay attention…
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Will you please fear me?
For I am Nothing
and Nothing is what you should fear.
The Nothing is expanding, remember?