Firstly I must apologise for my lack of posts lately. I have been writing exams and as much as I wish there was time for writing a blog post here or there, I didn’t have enough time to breathe so blogging wasn’t even an option however as of friday I am finished.
See in South Africa in your last year of school you finish off your high school career with Finals. A large, prolonged set of exams which decide the course of your future like an evil palm reader (I think a similar scenario happens in most countries) But the education system is not as cruel as I am making it out to be as they do realise that some days we have off days so we have portfolio made of tests and projects put together over the course of the year which make up some of out final mark and one of the requirements, something which is there to help prepare us for finals, is prelims. The preliminary examinations (everyone calls them prelims and im sure you can see why) are what we have just finished…
What did I think? Well I know I procrastinate so I decided that I would take every opportunity I could while I had the energy and determination to do so, so I spent the entire 4 week holiday we had prior to the exams stuck in my books. As you’ve read from my blog I did have some fun in between but I also studied and prepared more for these exams than I ever have before and honestly… I feel like I wasted my time.
Now this is me being slightly emotional as I received my marks back today and to be honest the studying probably will be helpful when it comes to finals but I also feel that some of our papers were unreasonable and so the hard studying didn’t help. I am aware that some teachers do make the papers harder to scare us into studying properly for the big ones but it doesn’t make logical sense that I would get lower marks than I have ever received before (in specific subjects) when I studied for far longer than simply the day before. I don’t see how this is a fair gage of my abilities.
Usually I can rely on my academics. I’m not good at sport, I can’t dance, I am not musically gifted but my academics… It’s my thing and yet today I didn’t feel like it was.
The mood of the matrics was a strange one. Everywhere I looked the grade 12 girls walked around with grins on their face and with a few pressing questions i discovered it wasn’t because they had received all the beautiful As that I hadn’t but like me their results had not been extraordinary but we had come to a stage where we couldn’t do anything about it and it was so bad you just couldn’t cry so the only thing to do was laugh. The best part was that we were all in it together. obviously there are always those annoyingly gifted children who don’t count because they never do wrong but the rest of us were in the same boat. There was no judgement. only the casual completion of who got the worst marks. Also it helps to have the moral support of everyone else doing badly to make one feel okay about ones own failures. I’d say the whole routine of getting prelims back was a good bonding moment for our grade as a whole.
Luckily for me I did have some good subjects. Areas like Maths or Art theory I know I can always rely on and they came through and I appreciated these and a few other surprises next to the really bad marks because it made me realise how precious they are. I was grateful and humbled by the As and the not quite As and the really horrific marks which we will never speak of again.
So to my parents: I am sorry that my report at the end of the week will not be the happy ending we were hoping for but rather an unfortunately misplaced set of marks that we can just hide among my past results and lets keep our fingers crossed that the next lot is a little better.