When Mom Takes the SAT

Here's a recent interesting article we read recently in The New Yorker.  Ms. Stier a divorced mother of two decided to take the SAT to understand what her son was going through.

Here are a few snippets from Elizabeth Kolbert's article :


 I felt increasingly at a disadvantage, and not just because the last time I reckoned the surface area of a cylinder my fellow test-takers had not yet been born. As the morning wore on, they seemed to be growing perkier, while I was suffering from caffeine deprivation.

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“There was anxiety everywhere,” she writes of the run-up to her first SAT of the year. “My anxiety level was soaring,” she observes of the approach to the second. “I started to panic,” she says, recalling the weeks leading up to the third.

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As an adult, I found the test more difficult than I had as a teen and, at the same time, more disappointing. Many of the questions were tricky; some were genuinely hard. But, even at its most challenging, the exercise struck me as superficial. Critical thinking was never called for, let alone curiosity or imagination.

After you read the article, please let us know what you think.