Good thing that riding a bike is like riding a bike. The weather has turned wonderfully springlike and melted all the cranky snow and ice. I was happily back to bicycle commuting this week. Another week down and closer to actual spring.
Yesterday, I read/scribed another test for Thor, the completely blind math student. He was less nervous this time, but that's not to say he aced his test. He did gradute from high school, but this class he's currently in is a developmental math class. It's meant to prepare him for college level math as his placement scores showed he's not quite there yet. It's basically high school algebra.
As we worked along, he mentioned how these tests are harder than when he was in high school. I'd been curious so I asked him,
ME: How did you do math tests in high school?
THOR: Well, my teacher would read the test to me and, I would choose from two answer choices. So I had a 50/50 chance of getting each question right.
ME: Hmm...
THOR: Plus she would "review" the test with me the day before the actual test, so I pretty much got all the answers right because the review was the same questions as the actual test
ME: *snicker* *giggle* *bahahaHAHAHA*
I felt okay laughing with him at this, because the way he shared indicated that he knew it was lame and that he didn't really need to learn the material to "pass". He also laughed about it.
We continued, and at one problem I asked, "Is that your final answer?", and he replied that it was.THOR: Was that what you expected to hear?
ME: I really had no idea.
ME: Okay, then. That's a wrap.
THOR: "That's a wrap"? HA, I haven't heard that in a while.
ME: "That's a wrap"? Really?
THOR: Yeah, I think that's something my grandma sometimes says.
ME: (internally) oh, Jeezus
Thor was given 3 hours to complete the test, and he took just over 2 and a half hours. At one point he asked for a bathroom break. I escorted him down the hall to the All Gender bathroom. He's very chatty and talked the whole way and was still talking when I got him into the bathroom. I had to interrupt him ask him to wait for me to close the door as he was seemingly going to keep on a-chatting while whipping things out.
I mean, I've worked in a nursing home where things would get whipped out and require assistance to be resecured and what not. But this is a college, and I'm just the scribe!
Just prior to Thor's exam, I had a tutoring sesh. And afterwards, I had about an hour to work in the testing center.
When I got home, Magnum asked if I wanted to join him to walk the dogs. I pondered a moment and realized that I wanted to walk one dog, not walk two dogs and a human.
I sent him on ahead with Merlin, and Penny and I headed out a little while later. That was nice. Just me and an easy-to-please dog, requiring no conversation.
Penny for my thoughts.
3 comments:
"that's a wrap" grandma??? Really. God i am so old! Waling with an undeamanding dog is the best! I want to get an undemanding dog that won;t run away or chase raccoons or deer or rabbits...One that can serve as better eyes for myself. I want that dog!!
The math test - That is about where I am at math- "tell me the answer so I can get out of this damned college", my motto.
WALKING...my vision is effed.
Oh, I get it—I’d thought he was a math student, but he’s just trying to fulfill a requirement. Sounds like he was not well served at all by his high school teacher.
I always resented my algebra teacher—when I asked, “why?”, he said, “just memorize it”.
I loved taking a remedial class in college and getting the gist of it:
“Oh, this does make sense—like grammar!
(Unlike grammar, I’m not applying it to anything so I don’t care.)”
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