At lunch today, one of my coworkers, a husband and a father, rehashed this story:
Father: So, how did your Arabic exam go?
Nine Year Old Son: Good, Dad.
Father: And how about the dictation part? Has your handwriting improved?
NYOS: Dictation? Would you believe it? I must have forgotten to do that part!
With the Egyptian education system as ridiculous as it is, forgetting to do this simple section of the exam is actually a HUGE mistake. No less than three seconds after finishing the story, my coworker's furious wife called him to complain about HIS son (of course, when he does something right, he's HER son, but she wants nothing to do with the cretin today).
I'm not sure how the two are related, but I keep getting flashbacks of high school, senior year, Special Religion (yes, the name really is that bad) class, where Danoosh missed a mid-quarter test (insignificant anyway, seeing as how your grade was directly related to how short your skirt was the day of the exam). Danoosh successfully coaxed the teacher into letting her take a make-up test after he had passed back the graded exams, whereby which Danoosh tucked Tookie's test paper (she had received a 20/20) into her desk and copied it word for word. When Danoosh received her test a week later, she had received a 16/20. She must have been wearing pants that day.
Actually, these stories aren't related at all. Never mind!
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No, I see some similarities: school and Arabic language. Now, may I be obnoxious and point out a typo? (letter --> letting)
Feel free to delete this comment.
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Of course I will not! This proves that someone actually reads this thing.
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