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Permanent link to archive for 6/7/04. Monday, June 7, 2004

never dress like that again

On Saturday morning I took the SAT in Fremont high school. I didn't prepare hard for it because I think I will probably take it again after summer quarter. So I just went. Ok, the first thing I found uncomfortable about is how I dressed. I've never seen so many high school kids hanging around at one place. But you know, they all wear T-shirts, pants, slippers, jeans,  and whatever. And I wore a black long thick dress and  a white shirt. Those kids were staring at me, and I read from their eyes, "Why is this old woman hanging around here?"

Ok, what happened next is I went into the classroom and sit down. The teacher asked, "All the people know the rules? You all have taken it before?" " Oh, ye..." all those high school kids replied. I didn't want to say "No", because I already dress rediculous enough. "Ok, so I assume you all know the rules and I'm not gonna to talk a lot about it." "Oh, no..."I said in my heart.

The third, and the worst is, when the supervisor starts to call the name point each person's seats, she goes, "Chirstia ##,seat here...... Lory ##, seat here.......Martinas ##seat here......Q?.......Qui?......Qu?......QI?.......Zienzien? Is there a Qui Zenzen here?" "Oh, yes." I said immediately, hoping her to move on as soon as possible.

"What's that name?" "What's the thing you just read?" Two boys in the front role were smiling weirdly, asking. She didn't answer. "Please? What is that name? Say it again?" Someone more started to get interested and began glimpsing at me. OK. So these are American high school kids. I guess this is all what should happen.  Now the supervisor began checking the Photo ID. "Can you move up your face?" "What?" "Nothing. Oh, your driver licence look much darker than you. " "Ok, thanks for making me less nervous. " I didn't say it.

I was sitting in the room, thinking about one week ago, a fourth-year-old former De Anza student who transfered to Stanford told me she felt so sad when she had to take the act, competing with all these 18-year-old kids, going through all these stuff that she should have done 10 years ago..."Ye,  I completely understand how it feels now." I said to myself.


Posted by Jane Qi on 6/7/04; 9:12:10 AM from the dept.

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