I had never experienced a week of finals before. I sat in my psychology class finals room. I was nervous as they passed out the tests. What would I do, how would I do, could I do it? The test was placed in front of me. It was mostly a multiple guess test, a few match the word columns, and a few fill in the blanks. I looked it over and began to smile. Not because the test seemed easy but because concentrating on it reminded me of playing Chinese marbles with my Grandmother. Just concentrate and see what you can do.
To my delight I found the multiple guess questions really easy to do. The join the words was also easy. The fill in the blanks was not so easy, my mind was blank. But I did my best. The how to Study class exam was similar. And the reading test was not so bad. Hay, I said to myself, this is doable. Maybe I would succeed.
I went home and felt good about it. I actually relaxed and enjoyed the days ahead waiting for my grades to come out. Life was good. We lived by a river and I would play my flute at the rivers edge and it would echo up and down the river. Could life get much better? I played it by the river as my older brother needed his peace and quiet in the house to study for the rest of his exams in engineering. What could possible go wrong? Time had some nasty twists to come, ones I would never have dreamed would happen. I was soon to find out who was my third unsung hero who would have to pay the price for my efforts to get ahead, someone close to me who I never thought about enough.
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