Progressive Training, with a cash P, descended on my elementary school in Springfield, Missouri, in 1951, when I was in fifth grade.
All of a sudden A, B, and C grades switched to both “P” (progressing) or “N” (not progressing). The school board forbade video games involving schools and disallowed maintaining score in intramurals. Competitiveness, the authorities reported, deflated losers’ egos. My dad and mom switched me to a district with an old-fashioned arduous, historically delivered curriculum.