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I should get an Olympic gold medal, since Every day I hear that we’re all so smart. Experts at graphs and charts, Eyes so small,
Dear Lord, I'm higly stressed, Please help me on this test Amma do my best and let you handle the rest Dear Lord, please help me on this test Because if I don't pass, I'll be a mess Lord, feel my chest
On the first class meeting of my freshman year, I was told that when you leave highschool you are two numbers. SAT: GPA: keep up your grades, stay out of trouble, get involved.
Tick, Tap, Sigh, Cough, Tick, Scribble,
They test my knowledge of information, but that's not true wisdom,
Try not to become a man of success, but rather try to become a man of value. —Albert Einstein
4 AM and y SAT prep book lies before me, and by now I have accomplished more than usualThe sound of cars on the highway is the only thing that separates me from silenceand my ongoing thoughts are what separate me from sleep.
What is this world? A place where a test dictates all where if you can read fast you can live at ease and all your schooling is paid in full but am I given that luxury even though
The world today is abandoning values We are all simply numbers An amount, a score, a grade What categories do we fall under? 4.0? You're a great person 3.0? You're like the rest
I am inadequate. (is that an SAT word?) adj. lacking the quality or quantity required; insufficient for a purpose In a world chock full of Merit Scholars, and teenage charity founders, and tech wizards,
Teachers always teaching to prepare us to be the best Chalk boards always screeching to prepare us take the test Unfortunately we suffer Real lives become rougher
We are voiceless. Our feet are turned to iron. We're lobbed into a torrential river Of expectations. Ideals. They say, “The perfect child is ours. “No flaws here.
Teachers don’t work hard nowadays Rather than focus on education They focus on my grades I may have passed your damn class
A score. A mocking, generic, monotonous score defines us. Humility, humanity, philanthropy, do not matter, because only a score defines us. Years of hardwork shattered by
Sheltered.I had no choiceIn the high school I attendedI am Catholic;Therefore, to a Catholic Ladies' schoolI shall go.
Sweaty palms and the nervous biting of my nails let me just start by saying that i hate pop quizzes Confused looks on my face don't mean i am stupid
Lines before whiteSweat on a pencilFingers in hair Graphite sweat The first bold wordsThe first eraser marksInsipiration not there Graphite sweat
You become involved: Alacritously enslaved, Momentarily deranged. You aim to please: Naturally gregarious, Unintentionally capricious. You realize you have needs: Much too late,
Grades are good but I mean there is no other choice. Academics are basically your only voice. The only way to be heard in such a loud world. A world where geniuses are born with a GPA higher than yours.