This word, "test," brought me up a bit short today. It occurred to me that it's been a long, long time since I have had to take an actual test, with the expectation of a grade and some sort of credit for passing that had some sort of value to me.
I'm trying to remember. It was probably my last graduate course, way back in the early 1970s (yes, the last century).
I've taken a number of trainings since then, but as the point of training is to learn how to do something specific, there aren't really any tests. One just works through the online stuff at one's own pace, gets to the end, hits SUBMIT, and Bob's your uncle. Then, with a brave face and a quaking heart, one ventures forth to offer whatever it is to the world.
This is not like taking a test. I'm not sure exactly how I would even approach an actual test with an actual grade in the offing. I'm pretty sure I would be okay with studying beforehand, but my mind isn't as nimble as it once was. Could I finish in the allotted time? Would I waste time evaluating exactly how stupid the questions were? Would I be correcting the grammar in the multiple choice items? Probably.
Now that I think about it, it might be fun. After all, what kind of test would have any power over me at this point anyway? I'm all about that grammar correction. So bring it.
Monday, October 28, 2019
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