Day 64: Monday 13th May

What is wrong with me???? 

3 hours sleep, bread already rising in the kitchen, 

practice tests done, forest school stuff named, cats

fed, 3 squares of The Glory Hole blanket done, plans 

for a fruit cake, and all before the morning alarm.

Actually, little secret here....... I was up FAR too late 

doing preparation for next weekend, and slept on top 

of my bed, fully clothed, and this will not happen 

again!

Sorry, Holly Golightly, I let the side down...

C1 starts a week of SAT* tests this morning - roll on 

Friday when it will all be over for her. 

Monday: 45 minutes reading test

Tuesday: 45 minutes punctuation test and 15 minutes 

spelling and vocabulary test

Wednesday: 20 minutes mental maths test and 45 

minutes maths with calculator test

Thursday: 45 minutes maths without calculator test

Poor kids. The weight put on these tests by the school

is completely unnecessary. I think so anyway.

It will make not a jot of difference to their employment 

prospects in the future, their happiness, their ability to 

conform, their job satisfaction, their social skills, or 

their self-confidence. All it will do is tick boxes on 

some office worker's form, and demonstrate yet again 

how our children's learning curriculum is biased 

towards league table positions, academia, non-

creativity, and keeping up with the Jones's.

Bring back the lovely era when a child could bring a 

manky old birds nest into school, put it on the 'show 

table' and a whole month's work on Birds, Habitats, 

Our World, Blue Peter Birdfeeder Recipes and Feather-

Art would develop naturally, under the careful eye of a 

passionate, motivated and happy teacher.

Making Year 2 and Year 6 kids anxious and stressed
since 1995... thank you 

Oops - soap-box now back under the stairs. Sorry 

about that!


C1 and C2 both surprisingly fresh and enthusiastic this

morning considering the tests, forest school (hated by 

C2 as not allowed to climb trees!), and only lactose-

free milk in the house. 2nd roast chicken dinner of the 

week tonight though - I can make a roasting chicken 

last for 3 even 4 days - not a bit wasted. 


THANK YOU MUMMY FOR TEACHING ME WELL AND 

THANK YOU, MY LOVELY PRESSURE COOKER!

Soup!!!!!

Looking forward to a refreshing cuppa with Shazzer 

this morning. The day is developing well.



*  Stupid And Traumatic