Tests

A few hours ago, Vicky was stressed about her upcoming test which she had no time to study for. I sat there befuddled. On one hand, I worried that Vicky was stressing far more than necessary. On the other, I wanted to comfort her. Then again, everyone always worries about tests. All my student's mom's do after all. And they sound like an "everyone." But what can I do for Vicky? Perhaps nothing more than a lesson on the nature of tests.

When I see a test I often become on par with Batman. I become the Joker and I quip, "Why so serious?" After all, the point of a test is to assess how far we've progressed in a subject. If we have not gotten very far it will reflect on the test as a low score... and nothing more.

Golly gee. Darn it. Oh no. The sky is falling.

If you haven't guessed, I am neither depressed nor stressed about a bad test. Why? Because life has a whole lot more of these tests ready for me where the consequence is exponentially more dire. And if I am panicking now... I would burst an artery later when the big stuff comes. So what now? Do I just go and skip to my lou and ring around a posie?

No. I simply pick myself up, dust myself off and toil on. And that is precisely what everyone should do. A low score signifies the need to get nitty-gritty with the class material and this can only be done by immersing one's self by that 99% perspiration that Edison loved to talk about. Sorry, no shortcuts. Either you chug away or bounce. Both are acceptable choices. If at some point you are unhappy with that you need only look to the left or right and see all the darn things you'd been blessed with. It is NOT as bad as you think it is. Drop your defensive barriers and listen to me. Take a look around.
... and around.
... and around.

Yep. Life is not over. The night sky is still beautiful and the people run still more on their hamster wheels. Another day goes by. Your God has not changed and neither, really, has your life. Thank God.
Take a deep breath and breathe out slowly. Ahhhh... life is good after all.