Ⅲ. 學習單與素養命題(請以英文作答,20 分)
以下摘錄自國家教育研究員電子報 第 166 期 2017-12
素養導向評量 【測驗及評量研究中心主任 任宗浩】
佈題強調真實的情境與真實的問題:不同於以往的紙筆測驗多著墨於知識和理解層次的
評量,素養導向則較強調應用核心知識與技能以解決真實情境脈絡中的問題。除了真實脈絡
之外,素養導向之問題應盡可能接近真實世界(包含日常生活情境或是學術探究情境)中會
問的問題。
Forever Changed
by JoLynn Shopteese Every morning when I wake up, I peel back the blankets that keep my body warmth hostage and look
around my room. I see cherished family photos, my favorite mahogany dresser and of course my love beads
that hang from the windows. I can’t imagine my life without a loving family surrounding me or a roof
shielding me from the night.
This past July, I went on a mission trip to Monterrey, Mexico, with my youth group. I sat on a bus for
two days, not knowing what to expect. My friends on the bus described all the bugs that had infested the
orphanages we were to work at for the next week. They told me how dirty everything would be and how
dangerous the streets were. Secretly, I was hoping the bus would turn around somehow. But it did not. The
first night we arrived, a man said, “We have come here to change Mexico, but instead, Mexico will change
us.”
Each morning during the hour-and-a-half bus ride to the orphanage, I would think of how little I had
slept the night before, how tired I was, and how there was no air conditioning on the bus. But, as soon as
the orphanage came into view, all those feelings melted away. The children would run up to the gate, scream,
and jump up and down because we had finally arrived. The first day I walked cautiously inside the metal
gates. I saw one girl with a huge smile on her face. When I walked over to her, she gave me a hug. I looked
around at all the other children. All were smiling. All were laughing. They were not upset, nor complaining
about their lives and living conditions.
I met a little girl at the orphanage named Erica. She had short black hair and a big scar beneath her
nose. I picked her up and swung her around. She squealed with laughter. Every day when we arrived, she
always ran up to me, gave me a hug and kissed my cheeks. I began looking forward to this.
The whole time, I was thinking, who would give such a wonderful child up? I saw other children in
the orphanage. They did not fight over the toys we brought them. Instead, they shared them because they
wanted everyone to experience the joy of the new toys.
On the last day, the kids were singing songs to us. Rose, the lady in charge, told us that one of the
children wanted to share her story with us. To my amazement, Erica went up to speak. She smiled at me
and began her story: “I’m so happy to be here in the orphanage.” Happy, I thought. Who would be happy
to be in an orphanage? “When I was in my house,” she continued, “my parents used to beat me. They threw
me against the wall and hurt me.”
When she was done, I ran over to tell her how proud I was of her. I looked down and saw the scar near
her nose. Now I knew how she got it.
The day we left is a day I’ll never forget. Everyone was crying. I held Erica for fifteen minutes, too
scared to put her down. I kissed her scar, hoping, once more, to erase her memories. I told her I loved her.
She stopped crying and smiled. When our time with the children was done, they waved once again through
the gates. This time it was good-bye.
When I came home, I looked in my room while unpacking. I looked at all my clothes hanging in my
closet on multicolored hangers. The visions of Erica’s closet with two shirts in it flashed before my eyes.
She tried to give me one of her stuffed animals in return for my friendship. I told her I did not need one.
She said she didn’t either because she had two. Erica is only seven. It will take me a long time to learn what
she already knows.
~ Adopted from Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul III: More Stories of Life, Love and Learning