aarrrghhhhh
The holidays from stress, pressure and all the other plague that seem to dog students is over. So now it is back to reality for all of us.
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The welcome back to school was hampered by the revelation of unit test marks.
Here is a small description of what happens.
The teacher comes in with a bundle of papers. Everyone is staring at it. Then the hyperventilation starts. The doubts start racing through the mind, unwanted questions. Did I pass? Did I do it well? How is it? Will my marks be the lowest? All those stooopid questions
The teacher starts handing out the papers. Then there comes the request not to read out the marks. At least some are understanding enough not to do it.
This is where the adrenaline kicks in. The heart beat rate increases, its as if the heart is thumping, against your chest, trying to get out.
The teacher comes over with the paper, it almost takes your complete will power not to snatch it from their hand. The paper is in your hand now, the one that will make you float over to bliss or the one that will doom you to damnation.
All the hard work, all the pain, all the time, all the sacrifices, is it enough , is it worth it, did you do all that just for this. The eye streaks up to the red circle. The one that encircles the numerals that is the result, of what you did to achieve your desired marks. One look is enough to play with your mind, as your emotions go haywire..........