In fact, I'm fairly certain that some of my all time lowest test scores ever involved that particular subject.
(Well, that and spelling.)
(And pretty much middle school in general.)
One of my courses in college had an exam worth 20% of our final grade over the countries of the world and their capitals.
(Apparently my major of International Relations actually needed to include international stuff. Go figure.)
And when this was announced while going over the syllabus the first day of class, I started to twitch.
I had 3 weeks to learn hundreds of them..... Well, hundreds minus the two or so I already knew. Regardless, it wasn't going to be a pretty picture.
[Side note: the courses at Cornell College are done one at a time for just under a month. Weird schedule compared to most universities and really intense learning wise, but I totally rocked at it.]
So I promptly set about
He came up with little euphemisms associating the countries with their correct capitals (it also greatly helped that he actually knew a reasonable number of them before hand, while my prior knowledge was truly disgraceful and makes one wonder how on earth I ever graduated from the International Baccalaureate program in high school), and quizzed me on them at every opportunity.
This also meant that lunch break conversation for those three weeks went like this:
P: What's the capital of Belgium?
M: Brussels! Because you want chocolate but get brussel sprouts instead!!
P: What's the capital of Taiwan?
M: Taipei! Because I want and you pay!!
Others at our geeky cafeteria table would vary in reaction from amusement to helpful suggestions for other ones to thinking we were seriously loosing it.
But one of the guys who often sat with us was in the same class with me and totally understood exactly what we were doing. And then decided to use me as the test for his hypothesis that it was actually impossible for somebody to learn all the countries and their respective capitals with no prior knowledge over the length of the class, regardless of how hard they worked at it.
And, in some sense, I did prove him right.
The exam was administered, it included both map labels and capital/country answering, and I got 68 out of 100 right on it.
But hey, I managed to pull a B out of that class anyways.
(For the record, I scored better than him on the LSAT. And four years later he's a successful lawyer and I'm an unemployable mommy, supporting my current hypothesis that academic success doesn't matter worth shit once you're out of school.)
"War is God's way of teaching Americans geography."