Incoherent Scribblings

The Test

Well, my eight-week language school course finished on Friday. I could take another TestDaF Preparation course, but I think that I have had enough. In order to prepare for taking the TestDaF in February I think that I will just buy the book that has practice tests in it and work on my own from now on.

Anyway, as you might expect as a grand finale for my course, we had a test. But the thing is we didn’t really have to have this test. Since this was a preparation course for a test, the only reason we ended up having a test was because a certain person in the class wanted to have a test so that she could get a piece of paper saying that she participated in this preparatory course.

Now I admit that I am a nerd: However, there is no way in hell that I am so much of a nerd that I “wanted” to take a test. Oh no, it wasn’t yours truly that practically begged the teacher to take a test. It was… you guessed it… Olga!

Taking the test didn’t really bother me and I didn’t even protest. After all, it is school so the fact that we might have a test wasn’t completely unexpected.

We took the test on Wednesday and of course I was late for class. (Thank you very much Munich public transportation!) Even so I was able to complete the first section (reading-comprehension) with five or ten minutes to spare and when we got our tests back on Thursday found that being late didn’t affect my performance: I aced that section.

The second part was hearing understanding and though I did well on this section too, I must admit it was a little tricky: Not because I didn’t understand what was being said, but because the topic was book preservation. I find it difficult to do those hearing understanding exercises when it is a topic that I know a lot about because when I answer the questions I have to focus on what is in the text, not on what I actually know.

Then there was a writing exercise and considering the use of dictionaries is taboo, I think I did pretty well remembering the gender of my nouns. I didn’t do so hot on the grammar section, but on the actual TestDaF those types of grammar exercises are not required, so I’m not too concerned.

Anyway, that was the test and as I said though I didn’t want to take it, I did well enough on it and it wasn’t really a big deal.

What really bothered me though was that on the day of the test, Olga (remember, the one who just “had” to have this test?) came into class 30 minutes late and then wimped out of taking it by whining that since she was late she couldn’t possibly concentrate on the test and could she take it at a different time? I can’t tell you how badly I wanted to get up and slug that bitch in the face!

Now I am not typically a mean person. (Really, I’m not!) However, I must say that when Olga takes the TestDaF in November I really, really hope that she flunks it!