IN THE CLASS

               The sound of clock on the wall is fast as my heart pumping. I look at Jesus desperately, hoping if there is ANY chance I can get out of this miserable situation. I look around the class room. I can’t help myself looking for dirty surface of a desk. If somebody has scrabbled on the desk, nobody could notice my little writing on it. But what if a supervisor makes us change our seats? No! I shouldn’t think of planning to cheat! Or, maybe I can hide myself if I sit on the desk behind the wall. Oh, and there is a listening section during the test! Should I sit near the speakers so that I can listen to it well? The speakers look fine but they seem like never been played before. I am not sure if they work o.k. What if someone turns on the fans on the ceiling and they blow all my papers away? Even the sound from outside of windows is distracting. Oh, dear Jesus!