Now, don't get me wrong here, I know it is every kid's (yes KID,even if I only have 44 days left of being one) nightmare to return to school after 'Le grand vacance'(summer holidays) but what makes this year different?
The Leaving Certificate.
What's that you say?
It's one big,massive,gigantic exam (well technically 8;one for each subject) which Ireland use to squeeze everything you've learned from 14 whole education-filled years into a few sheets of paper.You have one chance,and if you mess up,that's it.
Pressure is ON.
So now you understand.
It is also,quite obviously my last year in school before *fingers crossed* going to college.I was also chosen as a Prefect (a student capable of being a role model to the younger year groups) and this job includes having to mind a younger year group during lunch time.I was assigned a first year class(the adorable,tiny little terrified girls in over-sized uniforms who barely say a word and think students and teachers will drown them if they get an answer wrong.)
And with the last year comes Debutantes. Which I have no date for. GREAT.
The Leaving Certificate.
What's that you say?
It's one big,massive,gigantic exam (well technically 8;one for each subject) which Ireland use to squeeze everything you've learned from 14 whole education-filled years into a few sheets of paper.You have one chance,and if you mess up,that's it.
Pressure is ON.
So now you understand.
It is also,quite obviously my last year in school before *fingers crossed* going to college.I was also chosen as a Prefect (a student capable of being a role model to the younger year groups) and this job includes having to mind a younger year group during lunch time.I was assigned a first year class(the adorable,tiny little terrified girls in over-sized uniforms who barely say a word and think students and teachers will drown them if they get an answer wrong.)
And with the last year comes Debutantes. Which I have no date for. GREAT.
