Failing my road test is an event I will never forget. I just got out of school and was anxious and excited to take my road test to get my license. As I pulled up to the DMV, I could remember being extremely nervous and feeling as if I were going to fail because of the anxiety. I reassured myself that I had practiced the course numerous times and to remain calm. Before starting the test, I noticed dark gray clouds filling the air that day and the entire experience feeling ominous. Suddenly, the DMV examiner stepped in the car and I was on my way. In the beginning, I constantly checked my speed and made sure I stopped when instructed. As I began to take a few turns, all I could hear was the pen scratching against the examiner 's clipboard and I couldn’t help but feel ancy. Soon after driving around the area, he told me to pull back into the area where we first started. I had a huge sigh of relief thinking that the test was over, but it only took me seconds to realize I was very wrong. On the far …show more content…
The first being disappointed. I was disappointed that I wasn’t able to pass an exam that many others were able to on their first try. In addition, in my mind, having a license was another way of achieving freedom and by failing the exam, I was troubled that I wouldn’t be able to drive by my own. Even more so than the freedom, I was distressed by the fact that I could’ve passed had I just done what I did weeks before. By telling myself that it was the rain and the DMV examiner that caused me to fail in the end, I was in complete denial. What made me more angered than anything was me having to tell all my friends the unsettling news. Knowing that I would have to call my friends for rides to places made me want to work even harder towards passing the exam. As a result, all I could think about was taking the test again and passing it so I wouldn’t have to deal with the dissatisfying emotions any
I was really nervous that I could not have any friend and the teacher said If I could not get a person come in 15 minutes, they would cancel the test and I had to take it next year. I called Andy and he came in school with his bicycle, sprinting. I passed the test eventually and my driving teacher said at last “You had a good
Before the exam, I had been practicing almost every day. Even after all the practicing, I was still quite worried I would fail the exam. Despite my thoughts, everyone seemed to think I would do wonderfully. My parents thought I was
After a few dazed minutes, I can make out some words ‘traffic citation’, ‘violation notice’, ‘speeding’, and the most heart-dropping of them all: ‘$200 fine’. I take a deep breath and start to make my way home. This speeding ticket is not just a small blip of my past, but it’s a metaphor for my entire highschool career. For the past four years, I have been living life in the fast lane, never observing my surroundings
After waiting for an eternity the officer finally came up to my car with his flashlight that could probably be seen from space it was so bright. Then he began to follow protocol. “Young man are you aware of how fast you were going”. I decided to lie and try to get out of the ticket by saying that I had no clue how fast I was going but my curfew was in 2 minutes and I lived on the next road. Then he threw it on me,”young man i could take you to jail for how fast you were going, but since you 're almost home i’m just going to write you a citation for 70 in a 35”.
Failure Failure has always been a part of my life. As a child, I fell short of minor goals such as riding a bicycle, doing a pull-up, or beating a difficult level on Super Mario Bros. Although these set backs were small, I constantly kepy trying untill I could accomplish the task at hand. In fact, I would say one of my most euphoric moments in my child hood was when I learned how to ride a bike. As I got older, failure got tougher.
When I got home I starting thinking about what happened, how I could have messed up something that I found so easy and had done over 50 times before the test. Then I realized that in the beginning I was too confident, and as the time came closer and closer, I just wanted the test to be over. I grew anxious and started rushing myself.
April, 1849 Being on the trail for about a week has brought unexpected holdups. First off the tall grass that scrapes my bare legs as I walk. Lena, Lilly and I all have plenty of gashes from burs and thorns. Our first landmark was Alcove Springs. We never stopped, although it was nice to think that there were people before us taking this journey.
We learned the material in class and was assigned homework everyday. However, when the test came along, the results I obtained were devastating. Test after test, I kept getting C’s, D’s and even E’s. Every time I get a bad test score back, I would shrug it off. “The next test will be better,” I kept telling myself.
Things were serious when I received an unfavorable grade on a project and it was a catastrophe when I saw that I failed a test. I admit that I panicked however, I demonstrated a growth mindset in
Then after these questions we ended up on US-31 patrolling for speeders, which is where Deputy Montgomery pulled over two other drivers. When pulling over the first, a woman in a grey Toyota, while originally pulling her over for going 15 miles over the speed limit, he noticed that had improperly displayed her license plate with it being just taped to the rear window of the car. Then after scanning her driver’s license, he noticed that she failed to also change her address as well. After looking over the violations, at first I thought she would receive at ticket with that many warnings, which to my surprise she only received three warnings. The next stop however, had me extremely nervous until we finally let the driver go.
My nervousness slowly disappeared as we are driving until I gained my confidence again. The test ended up like a breeze and the next thing I know was I passed the test! I cannot contain my emotions as I saw the testing officer take his pen out to sign and give me my temporary licence. I have never been happier at that moment of my life. I was really happy to the point that I just wanted to do a victory dance in front
So I wait for the letter and I made a new appointment. The day of my appointment the DMV let me take the writing test. So they send me to take the picture and when I was there the lady how just send me there went to me and told me that I can take the test but I have to give me IDs to a second revision. Finally I took the test and weeks later I went back to the second revision of my documents.
Whenever I would fail an exam or test, I would rethink what knowledge I have in that particular area, and try to better myself by reteaching myself and relearning that material to try and become better at
After one year I was ready to take the test. It was not like what I imagined, the test was harder than I thought, and I realize that my knowledge was not ready for the college. I was so disappointed, and I want to give up. After the test, I know that I have to try harder if I want to go to college.
One of my experiences with failure took place when I was in fourth grade. There were many problems accumulated and I was a child who needed people to see if I did my homework or study for the test, because I couldn’t concentrate and was distracted by anything in the room. My brother also had problems that year, he needed more attention because he didn’t get along with his math teacher and my Mom was always after him with the homework; otherwise he would have failed Math at the end of the year. In fourth grade, the teacher that was assigned to us was one of the strict teachers that were in that school