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Authors: Princess Jones
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was supposed to be reassuring.
Lindsey pulled out the test booklets and started to call out names. “Bailey? Here you go. Don’t forget to take an answer sheet and a number two pencil. Tamara? Here you go. Penny?” I raised my hand and she winked at me. “I know who you are. Here is your booklet and your answer sheet.”
After she had passed out all of the booklets to their rightful owners, Lindsey went back to the front of the room and held up a digital timer. “I’m going to set the timer for an hour. Just answer the questions as best you can. And if you have any questions for me or you feel overwhelmed or it gets hot in here or whatever, just let me know.” She paused to give us a chance to ask those burning questions. But the room was quiet. “Let’s get started.”
There was crackle of paper as we all opened our test booklets. I quickly scanned the first page for what type of test it might be. My eyes zoomed to the first question:
What, if anything, can empirical psychology tell us about the epistemic standing of our moral judgments?
I must have read it four or five times before I finally understood what I was looking at. I’m screwed.
* * * * *
“You guys have twenty minutes left. Twenty minutes,” Lindsey repeated.
I didn’t even know where to start. I tried to calm my mind like Lindsey had just told us but there was nothing giving me any direction. I put down my pencil and looked up. Lindsey met my eyes and gave me an encouraging smile.
I looked down at my answer sheet. At some point, I’d forced myself to answer some questions but they were all wild guesses. There was nothing guiding me. I still had more than thirty-five questions to go. And now I only had twenty minutes left.
I wanted to put my head down on the desk and die.
I looked at my answer sheet again and noticed something I hadn’t before—the answers were making a shape. It was vague but it was there. If I played connect-the-dots with the answers I’d written, it looked a lot like the Pisces constellation. I flashed back to the incident in the elevator. Was it possible that I had seen the answer key to my test?
I took inventory of my options. I could turn the test in without finishing. I could continue to guess the answers. Or I could take a chance.
My pencil started moving before I had even really made my decision. Within minutes, I had recreated the Pisces constellation answer sheet I remembered from my run-in with Lindsey in the elevator. Then I realized that if I was actually right and that was my answer sheet I saw, I would get a perfect score. Everything everyone had told me that they didn’t expect me to get a perfect score. I went back and changed a bunch of the answers so that they didn’t fit the pattern.
“Time!” Lindsey started collecting the test materials. “Good job, everyone. You all worked hard and deserve a treat. Make sure you guys go do something fun or spend time with someone special today. You earned it. Have a great day.”
We all started to file out of the room, with me bringing up the rear. Just as I was approaching the doorway, Miss Fine appeared. I visibly recoiled from both the surprise appearance and the person delivering it. “Did I startle you?” she deadpanned.
“Um, no.” Yeah, I always look like I’ve seen a ghost.
“I just wanted to see how you did on your assessment.” She walked past me and approached Lindsey, who seemed just as tense as I was. Miss Fine ignored her, though, too. She thumbed through the answer sheets until she found mine. It was only then that she spoke to Lindsey. “Where is the key for this one?”
“Oh, I was just gonna—”
“Just give it to me.” Lindsey did as she was told.
I started to feel awkward standing near the door. And I actually didn’t want to watch her grade my test right there. If it was good news, I could wait for it. If it was bad news, I could wait even longer for it. “Um, can I—”
Miss Fine didn’t even let me finish or
Lindsey pulled out the test booklets and started to call out names. “Bailey? Here you go. Don’t forget to take an answer sheet and a number two pencil. Tamara? Here you go. Penny?” I raised my hand and she winked at me. “I know who you are. Here is your booklet and your answer sheet.”
After she had passed out all of the booklets to their rightful owners, Lindsey went back to the front of the room and held up a digital timer. “I’m going to set the timer for an hour. Just answer the questions as best you can. And if you have any questions for me or you feel overwhelmed or it gets hot in here or whatever, just let me know.” She paused to give us a chance to ask those burning questions. But the room was quiet. “Let’s get started.”
There was crackle of paper as we all opened our test booklets. I quickly scanned the first page for what type of test it might be. My eyes zoomed to the first question:
What, if anything, can empirical psychology tell us about the epistemic standing of our moral judgments?
I must have read it four or five times before I finally understood what I was looking at. I’m screwed.
* * * * *
“You guys have twenty minutes left. Twenty minutes,” Lindsey repeated.
I didn’t even know where to start. I tried to calm my mind like Lindsey had just told us but there was nothing giving me any direction. I put down my pencil and looked up. Lindsey met my eyes and gave me an encouraging smile.
I looked down at my answer sheet. At some point, I’d forced myself to answer some questions but they were all wild guesses. There was nothing guiding me. I still had more than thirty-five questions to go. And now I only had twenty minutes left.
I wanted to put my head down on the desk and die.
I looked at my answer sheet again and noticed something I hadn’t before—the answers were making a shape. It was vague but it was there. If I played connect-the-dots with the answers I’d written, it looked a lot like the Pisces constellation. I flashed back to the incident in the elevator. Was it possible that I had seen the answer key to my test?
I took inventory of my options. I could turn the test in without finishing. I could continue to guess the answers. Or I could take a chance.
My pencil started moving before I had even really made my decision. Within minutes, I had recreated the Pisces constellation answer sheet I remembered from my run-in with Lindsey in the elevator. Then I realized that if I was actually right and that was my answer sheet I saw, I would get a perfect score. Everything everyone had told me that they didn’t expect me to get a perfect score. I went back and changed a bunch of the answers so that they didn’t fit the pattern.
“Time!” Lindsey started collecting the test materials. “Good job, everyone. You all worked hard and deserve a treat. Make sure you guys go do something fun or spend time with someone special today. You earned it. Have a great day.”
We all started to file out of the room, with me bringing up the rear. Just as I was approaching the doorway, Miss Fine appeared. I visibly recoiled from both the surprise appearance and the person delivering it. “Did I startle you?” she deadpanned.
“Um, no.” Yeah, I always look like I’ve seen a ghost.
“I just wanted to see how you did on your assessment.” She walked past me and approached Lindsey, who seemed just as tense as I was. Miss Fine ignored her, though, too. She thumbed through the answer sheets until she found mine. It was only then that she spoke to Lindsey. “Where is the key for this one?”
“Oh, I was just gonna—”
“Just give it to me.” Lindsey did as she was told.
I started to feel awkward standing near the door. And I actually didn’t want to watch her grade my test right there. If it was good news, I could wait for it. If it was bad news, I could wait even longer for it. “Um, can I—”
Miss Fine didn’t even let me finish or
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