Monday, May 16, 2005

Damn SATS

Danz has finished her SATS at school. Those pesky government school tests that the Tories brought in. All to do with school league tables. Load of rubbish. It's perfectly obvious that in more middle classed areas, where the parents are educated and rich with the ability to provide resources (like recorder, swimming, music lessons etc) the kids are going to do better. In these council estate areas, the parents (on the whole) care but they haven't the time or money for extras. Then there's the behaviour element. The classes with a substantial amount of kids whose parents have low parenting skills and they do not know how to behave. Those brats who do such stupid things like steal wheelie bins full of rubbish and set them alight. You can't educate those who don't want educating.
Schools need the backing of parents all the time. Danz school doesn't do bad. It's a good solid school with a good headmaster. But Danz says there's a lot of badly behaved kids in with her.
I'm interested to see how Danz has done. She's taken a test, why not know the results? But I don't agree with them, so I guess I was a bit nonchalant about them last week. In contrast to my mother who rang everyday to see how her little angel Danz was progressing.
Friday was the last Maths day. She's had a reader with her for the tests. Apparently it's allowed with her dyslexia. The test required the use of a protractor. Unfortunately, that seems to be something the school missed. No-one knew how to use said important maths equipment. So there was a hasty few minutes while they explained it.
So I doubt the math result will be good then.
She made me laugh today, (well better than crying) her new teacher is a French Teacher. She hasn't taught proper school for ages. She has no idea about recent Maths. I believe they've done a lot of French though.
Danz (tell tat Queen) told me her new teacher told them all she wasn't any good at anything but French. They colour in a lot (essential skills for admission to a psychiatric ward) don't colour over the edges.
Oh God, my sister has started working for WHS head office. She brings back magazines in big piles and brings them over (rather like the Railway Children)
I caught Danz reading Gay Times the other day.
Now she's sat behind me reading. She just read out loud 'Look Mum read this, a woman had a bad time with a man she met online, but she'd gradually beginning to trust men again'. Hmph thanks Danz.
Now if the SATS were all about the gossip in Heat Magazine............

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