He finds the prying and suspicious looks of the invigilators and the terror of the examiners highly discouraging.
The fear of running short of time continuously haunts like a ghost.
I dropped my notes and put on a forced smile on my face just to look cheerful and composed to others. Both of us left home quite early since it was the first day of the ordeal.
On reaching the centre, we saw a huge crowd of boys and girls outside the centre.
For many, this may not be the case and balancing a job, school and life smooth process.
But, this is an experience that's different for everyone, making it easier for some rather than others.However, with this job, I have further developed the skills that will be needed for any job position.The experiences of sitting in the examination hall are really full of torture, great tension, mental agony and excitement, even if the examinee happens to be a topper in the class.Really speaking, the very word ‘examination’ sends shivers to everyone’s spine, whether it is a public or a home examination.Even those of us who are meritorious and brilliant suffer from examination phobia.This was a proof to show that howsoever happy they looked outwardly; they were all fear-ridden like me.On the wall of the school building at the entrance, the list of examinees had been displayed. After that I went through the instructions meant for us. I read the question paper fearlessly and found that it was neither too easy, nor too tough. I tick-marked all those questions, which I had intended to attempt. They took me a much longer time as I wrote their answers very slowly.The more I revised, the more I felt confused and upset.My mother advised me not to study any more but to take breakfast and give rest to my mind.That being said, this was a completely different work environment than what I had previously worked in.Starting work at the lounge was challenging at times because I had to get used to doing the hourly tasks and answering questions individuals had that I was not familiar with.