D Day
Examination results day.
We have actually all existed. We’ve all experienced that knot in our stomach when opening up an envelope which (at the time) be believed held our entire future. Most of us had the sleepless nights still attempting to bear in mind that physics formula, or repetitively discussing the possible depictions of Piggy in Lord of the Flies.
However at the end of the day … did it truly matter?
Tests are important … yes. They open doors, give opportunities and show our capacities.
But they’re not everything.
Test results assist us on our journey, give a tipping rock to the following open door, and help thrill future leads.
But they’re not whatever.
Test results aid us develop our capabilities, determine our toughness, and forge a course for our future.
However they’re not every little thing.
In my point of view, the entire examination process assists us to prepare for our future: they aid us establish durability, inspiration, job administration and time maintaining. Those abilities are just as essential as the variety of letter that comes to represent your operate at the end of it.
I have actually had numerous test results over the years … and today I want to share a couple of those experiences with you, along with the life lesson that went along side it.
Examination Results: GCSE– August 2002
I would certainly been awake since 5 am persuaded I had fallen short all of my exams. After pacing around your house from 6 am my Mum decided to take me on a shopping journey to relax me down. She bought me a lilac FCUK (so 2002 whized coat that I wore for the whole first year of university.
As a result of this shopping journey, I got to school late. Not every one of my pals had smart phones at this point, so I really did not become aware the majority of them had actually already collected to collect their outcomes. I would not let my Mum can be found in with me, and strolled up the path to college on my own– just to be caught by best friend in rips of happiness. That both comforted me and made my heart extra pound harder; what if I couldn’t celebrate with her that evening?
Walking right into the acquainted hall where I had actually rested considering that being 11, I increased to my kind tutor and hands drinking, took the envelope from her hand. I went to discover myself a corner and whilst en path Mr Davis, the headteacher, praised me on my outcomes. “Sir– I have not opened them yet!’ my voice trembled back. Yet his kind words made my heart skip a beat and ripping open the covered I could not believe my eyes.
Still to today I don’t keep in mind seeing any one of the results apart from the A I had actually got in Maths and the A * in ICT. The A in Maths is to today my proudest achievement, and a true testimony to the fact that any individual can do anything if they work hard and maintain going. The A * in ICT just implied I had done far better than my sibling … a real life lesson in the power of healthy and balanced competition!
That night I did what all sixteen year olds do when commemorating … drank way too much tequila and vomitted in my buddies parents garden.
Lesson: Believe on your own. I understood I had actually striven, and that I had already secured masquerade most of my topics with the coursework I had completed. I’m still a quite unfavorable individual when it concerns identifying my very own achievements and capacities. However occasionally I keep in mind that horrified girl strolling up the path to my high school and it makes me keep in mind that it’s all probably mosting likely to be alright. Probably far better than alright.
Test Outcomes: A Level– August 2004
I ‘d currently been rejected from my first choice college (Leeds … after an interview. I took it pretty personally!) so for my A Level results I oddly didn’t really feel the pressure as I currently seemed like I had actually shed my front runner. Rather I required ABB to enter my 2nd choices of Manchester or Liverpool. (I turned a coin to decide which one to head to … real story).
Currently considering I was off to do an English level, I was mortified to get to the front of the line and realise I had actually stood in the wrong queue when they were organised alphabetically. Seemingly I was much more nervous than I had actually confessed to myself.
The outcomes were what I needed, however not every person had the same experience. I spent the day with buddies on the phone to clearing up, or attempting to figure out their following steps. Those who believed their globe was crashing down on that day due to the fact that they really did not enter into their desire course, now have some of one of the most effective jobs and happiest lives that I understand.
Among my ideal buddies who is usually known as being the intelligent one in our team got 3 Bs … yet in scientific research topics. She explained that this amounted to my AAB in English, Media and Sociology. I still like to tell her currently though that I got better A Degree results than her.
Lesson: 2nd option does not suggest second-rate. My life is what it is today as a result of the college I wound up at and the city I wound up calling home. Manchester. I would certainly not have had the opportunities, experiences and career that I have actually had in any type of other city. That doesn’t mean I would have had a better or worse life … it would just have actually been different.
Additionally– study the subjects you enjoy and that you will certainly succeed in. All of this speak about EBACC, ‘soft topics’ and ‘less complicated’ courses is rubbish. All the College of Manchester wished to know was that I had actually obtained the qualities they had actually requested. And I had– since I would certainly examined what I wished to, not what I thought I should.
Examination Results: Degree– June 2007
It was among the rainiest Glastonbury’s for years. Me and my friend and college roomie sat in a tiny tent whilst the rainfall hammered down, drinking vodka, squash and water out of Robinsons friendly containers. It was the day that results classifications were uploaded at the College of Manchester– and we were waiting for any information on our outcomes.
Katie’s phone sounded and she squealed. She ‘d got a 2: 1 and was off to finish her PGCE to become a business research studies teacher. The rainfall quickly quit and without waiting for my news, we ventured out into the crowds to commemorate.
The remainder of the day is a blur of mud, Paolo Nutini and cozy cider. It had not been up until later at night when I mosted likely to utilize one of Glastonbury’s notorious ‘long drops’ that I took my phone bent on inspect if I had any kind of messages. At that moment, it pinged– I had a message from my program friend Sarah. I whooped for pleasure (whilst still crouching over the most disgusting commode possible) at the verification that I had actually also protected a 2: 1 It had not been a first, yet I would certainly had more enjoyable and experiences at college than I can remember– and those have meant equally as much to me and my career as the category of my degree.
As I emerged from the cubicle, I got some amusing looks after my noisy outburst and rushed off to discover my buddies. We commemorated into the night, and Arctic Ape’s version of ‘Rubies are Permanently’ still reminds me of that blurry and fantastic evening.
Lesson: Commemorate your successes. I can’t picture any kind of far better event to have been at than Glastonbury to commemorate the end of my trainee days and the start of my future.
Much more significantly, it is crucial to consider cause point of view. Yes, I was 1 % off an initial for my level– which perhaps I was a bit gutted around on reflection. Nevertheless the other things I had actually done at uni– which had actually perhaps quit me achieving my ‘complete possibility’– were equally as crucial.
Because yes, examination outcomes are very important.
Yet they’re not everything.