My life, in sentence fragments

Budget. Reorganization. Departures. Retirements. Transitions. No money. New program to supervise. Stress stress stress. Fourth-grader in tears over the state test. And a kick-ass high score on the Alcatraz level of Tony Hawk Pro Skater 4.
Biggest issue is Hannah, who is feeling the pressure to perform on this stupid test. We’ve assured her that they’re not really testing HER, they’re testing the school, but unfortunately almost all of teaching in fourth grade is now about the test. The pressure is extremely high this year because last year our little neighborhood school scored best in the entire region, so there’s tremendous anxiety about how it will fare this year. That’s not supposed to be what this was all about. This is a terrible perversion of a legitimate state interest in ensuring children come out of school with an education. I’m no expert in educational matters, and I don’t know how better to do this, but this is wrong. I’ve got a girl who is extremely bright, works hard and does very well in school bursting into tears over this stupid test. The current thinking is to yank her out of school this Friday for a day of hooky with Daddy. I think skiing may well be involved.