Go away, FCAT, I don’t like you.
Go away knots, Go away knots. I don’t like you, Go away knots!!! A song I used to sing with my daughter while I brushed her hair. Now she’s nearly 10 and tomorrow, she takes the Florida Comprehensive Assessment Test Writing (FCAT) exam. She has been labeled as Gifted by the school system, and has always performed well in class, on exams, and frankly, in anything she attempts. She is a girl who will push herself to do well, but this is beyond the stretching of healthy childhood concerns. I am so sick and tired of the FCAT Writes. I used to think that allRead More →