Exam, Exam, Exam …

Now I know why I hated exams when I was a student myself.

I know it was a nerve breaking ordeal, and that one part of student life I would not want to repeat anymore.

The ordeal, the suspense …  especially when it comes to report card, which I did consecutively signed myself sometimes, because my folks would just go ballistic upon seeing all the botches I have made on some subject …

The same thing applies to me as a teacher, now. I hate exams because of the two reasons aforementioned; the ordeal, the suspense…

The ordeal is when you get to check examination papers this thick, and when results are required in a nick of time =.= ( at this time of blogging, there are two more papers on PE for the final leg of the examination .. *sigh )

The Suspense?

The suspense is when you did not expect your not so average, 11 years old to score 33 out of 40 for his/her English Paper 1…

…. and still, after all the efforts you have given throughout the year, there bound to be a student or two, who would dwindle from an average C to a stupid E … which makes you feel as if you want to just throw them out of the classroom windows…

and I know I’ll need some valium or any pain killer on standby … cuz I haven’t gone through their P2s yet, and for sure, I’ll lose a bit of my sanity…