I survived the second of two WEST-E tests this morning. These tests are required to prove that I have enough basic knowledge to teach 3rd graders and the answers that I tend to want give often aren't of the choices. At least for the social studies class I don't run into the 'wait, none of these answers could possibly be correct' like I did with the math. This set off another bout of 'why am I doing this? why aren't I working on a masters in math?'. Social scientists and hard scientists just don't think alike. Hopefully, now that the school year is in swing, I can get back into the classrooms and remember just why I'm putting myself through this.