by Jemima Carter
(source: philipkingsley.com) |
The last few weeks have been tough. Ask any
Year Eleven and they’ll all tell you exactly the same thing. You can catch us
all around school in all sorts of moods; we saunter through the Arch at 2.00 in
the afternoon after marathon lie-ins, we line the quad clasping onto our clear
pencil-cases doing nervous jigs and we crawl out of the old gym with grim
faces. Yes: it’s exam time again.
Walk around the school and all you can hear
are variations of “I’ve done literally nothing”, “What’s the conditional again?”
and “Why on Earth did I stay up watching 'Bake-Off'?”. Avoid the House bases at
all cost because you’ll invariably have a dog-eared piece of paper shoved at
you and, before you can reply to the plea of “Test me!”, you’ll be faced with a
barrage of French, Spanish or even German if you’re lucky. If you say the magic
words “Just remember to go slowly” then the chances are they’ll gratefully let
you on your way.
Oh, and don’t even bother to look for any nice cakes in the
lunch hall after ten to; we’re all going through a very stressful time. The funny
thing is that these aren’t even the real exams… God only knows what we’ll be
like come May!
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