Dawn Neely Randall, a teacher in Ohio, sent me this true story.

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After dismissal during my hallway monitoring, I saw a 4th-grade boy who hadn’t gone out the exit door, but had instead stayed back without anyone around and had his hand in a big bowl of plastic silverware packets.

I couldn’t imagine what he had been up to, but figured it would involve slingshotting something across the room somewhere/sometime.

My voice startled him: “What are you doing?”

4th-grader: Nothing.

Me: Well, you’re doing something. You were supposed to be outside by now. What’s going on?

4th-grader: Just grabbing about three or four spoons.

Me: Did you get permission to come back and get them?

4th-grader: (Deer in headlights) No.

Me: May I ask why you’re taking them, then?

4th-grader: (Eyes puddling up with tears)

Me: It’s okay. I’m just wondering why you would come all the way back here by yourself to get spoons.

4th-grader: Because we don’t have any at home.

And legislators are going to expect a child who doesn’t have a spoon to score as well on mandated tests as a child who has his own laptop.