Sunday, 17 April 2011
being Assessed
Assessment will remain with us from the cradle to beyond the grave. Scarcely have we taken our first breath before we have a label fastened to our wrists, giving weight at, and method of, birth, and somewhere, our first file has already been opened. And even in death we cannot escape the assessors - obituary-writers (for the famous), just family, workmates and friends (for the rest of us).
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