In my 300 level, when I was writing… examination, I was very nervous. First because I knew the ACCT304 lecturer's exam was no child’s play and second because I had prepared well, arrived early at school only to find my coursemates reading a certain topic(a supposed area of concentration given by the lecturer) I was so sure we had never been taught. My soul left my body that day.
It was a CBT examination. When we had been assigned our systems and given the go-ahead to start, I did all of the necessary inputs - matric number and stuff - amidst shaky hands.
When I saw the first set of questions, in spite of the air conditioned room, I was sweating profusely. I could not even turn to look at any of my course-mates to aak.him/her for answers and "giraff-ing" would not have worked cause the seat spacing was just like social.distancing during the covid-19 pandemic period. An invigilator who came by me, noticing my uneasiness, asked the matter. In the most calm, helpless and good guy voice, I said, "I'm not feeling too well Sir and did not read well due to that". He just gave a small smile, said sorry to me and walked on. Inhumane right? SMH!
Due to my nervousness, my leg accidentally hit the plug on the UPS and my system shut down. I signalled one of the invigilators to come to my aid. By the time he was done booting and restoring my system, my exam had
submitted itself. I got up, looked from him to my system and back to him. I opened my mouth to wail. I was about to go down on the bare floor to display some Nollywood cry-and-sing madness, I remembered that my crush was positioned just behind me. I managed to sit on the chair. Notwithstanding, that day I cried without shedding tears. I sat in one place and was just running helter-skelter. I almost ran mad.
Out of the 80 questions set, I had only answered 43. That was an automatic carryover and although it wasn't entirely my fault, there was nothing I could. I just got up and left to my hostel room. I still had another exam.right after that one but I could not bring myself to read. However I tried, it was impossible.
I was feeling very devastated and sad and this pretty waistfull girl with a one-sided dimple who saw me motivated me out of that mood. She told me that 42 was quite fair and I would be surprised if after all of my worrying I ended up passing the exam. Said I should go ahead to prepare for the next one so I don’t end up failing it. My spirit was lifted and I got to work. Who was/am I to ignore the counsel of "a babe and more? I went in for the next exam all gingered up but only after I had collected the contact of the damsel.
When the results for the ACCT304 which I thought I would fail was out, you won’t believe what happened.
Good God!
I failed it to stupor!!
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