God Bless 'em They're in Finals
Almost every day I thank the Good Lord that I will never have to take a another test - unless it's that one your kids bring you in for where they make you draw the numbers on a clock-face and tell who the President is.
Back in the day, I studied like a crazy person for every exam I ever took and turned in a highly nervous knee-jiggling performance when the hour finally came to take each one.
My specialty was memorization. Intellectual baby that I was, It took me a good year and a half in college to realize memorization would only get you half the way there.
Just yesterday I finished re-reading the whole textbook for the 11th grade Honors U.S. History class so I could sort of 'walk with' a boy I love who is taking that exam today. We talked about it all yesterday afternoon, from the contested Hayes-Tilden election to William Jennings Bryan's Cross of Gold speech to Nixon's Peace with Honor.
The kid has it all down cold.
May he and all the test-taking kids out there acquit themselves well as they sit for these tests.
May none of them try this crafty little maneuver that Bill Watterson has Calvin resorting to below: