"Gr-r-r-there go, my heart's abhorrence!" With apologies to Robert Browning and his "Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloister."
We have three computer labs in my school. All are booked for six weeks to accommodate the state-mandated test. We have a media center with room for one class--almost. It only has twenty-eight computers. It, too, doubles as a testing center but for the AP tests.
Still, the tests reign. So while I played "Angry Birds" last night, a metaphor formed in my mind. Here I offer two options:
1. The birds = teachers and/or students. The pigs=the tests and/or their proponents.
2. The birds=the tests and/or their proponents. The pigs= the teachers and/or students.
Both metaphors speak to the feeling I have of being hurled into a fortress of federal mandates and of having said mandates thrown at me.