I am a licensed instructor
I passed my state boards on September 8, 2015. I have to admit that morning I woke up with my heart racing. It was five in the morning. I still had an hour to be sleep. It was funny having that reaction because the day before I didn't practice. I felt like I knew it as much as anyone could. I did everything but study. I washed, mowed the lawn, made breakfast and dinner and even lounged watching television.
Now it is the morning of my heart is racing. I reached for the Serenity oil and inhaled deeply three times. I slowly start to pray. The conversation I have with God goes something like this....... God thank you for waking me this morning. I know I was wanting more sleep, but I will do whatever you will have me do. I know you have my back with the test. I would like to thank you for everything that I have and have become. I prayed for family and friends. I then got up to shower eat and prepare for the test.
God woke me that morning to get to the testing center on time. The traffic reports were horrible. There was an accident near the testing center. I prayed the thole way. Not for me but for the people who were in the accident. I was calm. I was late. In the elevator with me was the proctor from my last test. I remembered her and was instantly at ease. I had to wait because the second proctor was also running behind. I was relaxed. After about ten minutes, I was called into the outer office to verify my identity. The computer that was supposed to capture my information and take a picture would not work. The proctor gave up and said that they could work on it while I took the practical exam. I went in to take the exam. I remembered everything that I had been told during my studies. Several of my instructors voices went through my head. I knew when I messed up not combing the brow before the mock wax and dropping an item. However, at those points I used humor and made fun of myself as I spoke to my invisible students. The proctor laughed and that made me even more relaxed. I was counting in my head. I only missed two things. I kept telling myself to breathe. Then I was done. It seemed like a few minutes, but it was more like 30 minutes. I was escorted from the room and asked to have a seat in the holding room. The time was passing and nothing. The proctor let me know that the computer was still down. (It worked for every other test that was being taken that morning) She told me I passed and then I did not care how long it took. I had passed. I did not know my grade, but I had passed. I wanted to get up and dance. Instead, I began praying and thanking God.
I waited for a bit longer and was told that I could not get my results that day. Really I did not care because I had passed. Those that know me would tell you this is unusual. I always had to have an "A". At this point, I just did not care. I had a hair appointment later that afternoon but was walking on air.
I was given my grade a few days later by one of my instructors. I was jumping for joy. I did it. I did it in less time than my plan.
Now it is the morning of my heart is racing. I reached for the Serenity oil and inhaled deeply three times. I slowly start to pray. The conversation I have with God goes something like this....... God thank you for waking me this morning. I know I was wanting more sleep, but I will do whatever you will have me do. I know you have my back with the test. I would like to thank you for everything that I have and have become. I prayed for family and friends. I then got up to shower eat and prepare for the test.
God woke me that morning to get to the testing center on time. The traffic reports were horrible. There was an accident near the testing center. I prayed the thole way. Not for me but for the people who were in the accident. I was calm. I was late. In the elevator with me was the proctor from my last test. I remembered her and was instantly at ease. I had to wait because the second proctor was also running behind. I was relaxed. After about ten minutes, I was called into the outer office to verify my identity. The computer that was supposed to capture my information and take a picture would not work. The proctor gave up and said that they could work on it while I took the practical exam. I went in to take the exam. I remembered everything that I had been told during my studies. Several of my instructors voices went through my head. I knew when I messed up not combing the brow before the mock wax and dropping an item. However, at those points I used humor and made fun of myself as I spoke to my invisible students. The proctor laughed and that made me even more relaxed. I was counting in my head. I only missed two things. I kept telling myself to breathe. Then I was done. It seemed like a few minutes, but it was more like 30 minutes. I was escorted from the room and asked to have a seat in the holding room. The time was passing and nothing. The proctor let me know that the computer was still down. (It worked for every other test that was being taken that morning) She told me I passed and then I did not care how long it took. I had passed. I did not know my grade, but I had passed. I wanted to get up and dance. Instead, I began praying and thanking God.
I waited for a bit longer and was told that I could not get my results that day. Really I did not care because I had passed. Those that know me would tell you this is unusual. I always had to have an "A". At this point, I just did not care. I had a hair appointment later that afternoon but was walking on air.
I was given my grade a few days later by one of my instructors. I was jumping for joy. I did it. I did it in less time than my plan.
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