The ultra-fashionable cry has gone up again â âWe must have a Public Inquiryâ!
20 years of ever increasing numbers of children getting high grades in their GCSE results, Teacherâs pay linked by a Labour government to those ever increasing âstandardsâ, exams broken down into modules so Dumbo doesnât have to remember the entire course, just the bit heâs told to remember, Exam boards handing out information packs to teacherâs explaining how to coach students through the new short-order modules (whisper it quietly, rumours that they were even given tips on what the questions might be!) and never so much as a whisper in support of a public inquiry!
Suddenly, those pupils who teachers thought would get a âCâ- end up with a âDâ â and all Hell breaks loose! It is monstrously unfair! It has ruined their entire life. There was Dumbo, barely able to read, Teacher had spent the entire year coaching him through multiple choice questions (he had a one in three chance of guessing the right answer, so actually he was just teaching him how to reject the other answersâ¦) He had already earmarked his bonus for the yearâ¦and they move the goal posts! Unfair! Public Inquiry!
The entire focus of this yearâs exam results, like so much in the media these days, has been on those who failed. Those who âcanâtâ. Those who âaimedâ for a âCâ but got a âDâ instead. Those who just lost out.
Nothing has been said of those who succeeded in the face of these âtougherâ (politikspeak for more difficult for teacher to get his bonus) exams. We have concentrated on those who tripped at the higher bar.
I do have a Fairy God Motherly interest in this subject, for amongst all the whinging and the wailing, comes news that Ms Smudlett, genetically advantaged offspring of Glorious Mudd, has also received her exam results. A* in the apparently fiendishly difficult English language and literature, in fact A* in a neat tidy row of numerous exam results. Thatâs what comes of aiming for the stars and spending your Easter holidays revising like mad in the hope of hitting them. You do.
Whereas those who spent their Easter holidays in the local tanning shop, or getting Johnny Depp tattooed onto their backside, secure in the knowledge that teacher had fixed it for them to get a âCâ and onto the course of media studies, found themselves bitterly disappointed. Boo-hoo.
I feel sorry for those A* pupils who have seen their achievement in a reputedly tougher exam, not lauded, but ignored in favour of widespread coverage of the average, the content to just coast, the mediocre, who failed. They are caught up in a political argument which basically boils down to teacherâs pay and conditions. Who cared about those who got a âDâ in the years when 27% were getting an A* â not the teacherâs, thatâs for sure. Were the papers full of hand wringing stories about ruined lives? Did we see endless pundits linning up to explain the psychologically damaging effect of getting a âDâ?
So? âTheyâ thought theyâd done âenoughâ. I guess all those âDâsâ in previous years thought theyâd done âenoughâ. They hadnât, and employers are better off without those who think theyâve âdone enoughâ.
Hearty congratulations Smuddlett, and all the others like you, for whom âenoughâ is never enough. You are the people the media should be talking about.
Enough of this spoon feeding by the Unionâs press releases.