This morning we had the oral part of the test for the end of the ulpan. We have been preparing for it for weeks, so of course I have been obsessing and worrying about it for about that long. We wrote stories to tell and practiced the questions that they might ask. The silly thing is that while I am nervous and going over my story a million times, this doesn't mean anything. It's not even like I am an olim (someone who moved here), so it's not so so important that I know Hebrew well. But still, I can't help getting worked up.
So, it's test morning and I'm all good until the women giving the test shows up. Now my heart starts racing. The first girl to finish, came running out, jumped on my teacher and was so excited. I think that made me more nervous. Finally its my turn. I walk into the office and it's hot! In case you weren't sweating before, now you will be. They start asking questions. It's going ok but I need to ask them to repeat something. I start to tell my story but I messed up some places, need to go back and say one line again. I leave feeling like eh, it's ok but I could have done better. I had that feeling in my stomach after a test where you start to prepare for the worst and are scared to know the score.
In a couple minutes though that wore off and i had so much energy. Like bouncing off the walls, running around in circles, talking really fast... Six months without a test (probably the longest of my life), I kind of forgot what it does to your head.
This afternoon we got our scores. I'm relieved that it's over and want to forget the story and never think about it again. But now I feel like i have no excuse not to speak Hebrew more...which is good, maybe that's what i needed to get me talking.
Part II: Written Test in two weeks...
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