In the end, we realized that the system was purely data hungry. Research had gone from being helpful, a tool…to an entity to be worshipped. More details, more schedules, more numbers, more charts…it was a sacrificial system…a blood lust with minimal return.
Everyone scrambled to print, share, produce, file. Then the lull…then the stream of requests and emails flowed again; brand new, all agog with novelty as if we had never traversed this path before.
Then silence.
After awhile, we divided amongst ourselves…those choosing to fight to change the system went one way. Those choosing to work outside the system…under the radar, through the side door, hand held heavily on the delete button; we went another way.
But could those blasted test scores ever inch upward?
This was the never ending hymn, sung out wherever we were forced to listen…
690 Saint Paul 