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Sunday, March 22, 2009

The Bell...

ok guys...since u were all mushed out by my last one..i hv to redeem myself...even though ppl did like it :P and some of u just dont no how to do anything but moan xP...since exams are round d corner...i decided to put this one in...wrote it after my physics o-level..enjoy...

The Bell

The tension in the room was high and could even be felt by the only person there that didn’t need to be tense. She was talking softly and clearly - making sure she was being heard well so no one could get her into trouble. She clearly stated the instructions as a roar of sound went over the room as each girl put her bag on her lap, opened it and got her stationary and bottle out. They all switched off their mobiles.
Each desk looked cloned. A girl sitting behind the desk with a bottle on the right end corner with two biros next to it.Two sharpened pencils near the biros.
A pencil.
A rubber.
A long ruler.
A short ruler.
And either one or two calculators stacked on each other.
To the left was the white paper indicating her index number as well as her ID card ontop.
She looked at the girls making sure there weren’t any bags opened or any pencil boxes on the desks. She then switched on the fans and asked them if everything was fine. She held the stack of papers up, which were lying on her desk, and started informing the girls that it was ceiled. She then opened it in front of them. All eyes were on the papers, everyone wondering what they had written on them. She held them and put her back on the wall and waited…
The bell went.
It meant that every classroom in that building at that point had a person running around handing the papers out to each and every girl there. Without that bell the exam wouldn’t have commenced. If the bell rang late, the exam would start late. If it rang early, the exam would have finished early. Their time all depended on the efficiency of that bell. Most wondered…wouldn’t it have been better if the bell never went?
The last paper in her hand was down. The woman looked at one of the girls as she didn’t move and devour her paper to start working it. She thought this was weird but went back to her desk to start taking attendance and going round the room to check the ID cards and index numbers.

The girl looked down at her paper, looked out of the window and placed her hands on the paper. She said a little prayer and opened the front page of the examination leaflet. The pictures indicated the things she knew as well as those she didn’t know. She realized that whatever it was she had to answer everything…even if she didn’t know it. Everything she learnt and studied in those three years had to go down on that paper.
She slowly started working, skipping questions she couldn’t understand as well as re-reading questions to make sure she was answering properly. Re-checking calculations as well as her grammar. She went through each question, page, slowly and carefully. She took small breaks to stretch her arms and legs and take a sip of her drink to keep her energy level up. She’d look up in front of her to the blank blue wall and remind herself that she had to finish the paper.
She looked at her watch and calculated the amount of time she had left and checked if she was in time. She realized she was a bit late and went into slight panic but still, she looked at the paper and continued working it out. An hour and a half passed and she was going back to the beginning of the paper to start answering those hard questions that she couldn’t answer in the beginning. She could tell it was just stress as she now found those questions much easier as she read through them more and more.
“5minutes left”, said the woman as she was receiving one of the exam papers from a girl leaving. The girl went into a slightly higher panic but tried remaining calm as she started going over her paper, making sure she didn’t leave anything out. She read over each question and re-read her answers.
The bell rang…it was over…her last chance to try prove herself in that paper was gone as the invigilator said, “Pens down.” All because of the bell…
Signing out with Grade 3 cuddles and blessings xxx

3 comments:

Rachie said...

it was ceiled? Your spelling is really amusing. I imagined a paper envelope with a ceiling xD
This shows how different our exams were.. I was praying while the woman was talking, and I handed my paper in when you started tackling the toughies. And I need you to help me prove a point to zoe tomorrow, along the same lines. Remind me?

Simon said...

no doodling? how could there not be any doodling during an exam?

^KaI^ said...

didnt hv time to doodle suring my o's xD and ok i guess ach xD :P