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The Horrors of the SAT

Min Guk Kong

November 24nd, six days before the day of the trial, many students trembled in fear, hoping that their hard work would not result in failure. Due to their captivity in fear, many scrambled to their homes after school to mentally prepare themselves for Doom’s day.

Three days before the SAT, I interviewed an applicant for the examination. Audrey Shing (12) stated, “I am very frantic because I just realized that the SAT is coming up because, right now, I have a lot of things due, such as applying to the Universities of California. And because this is my last SAT, I feel very pressured to do well.”

Truly, the horrors of this test day encapsulate the minds of many in agitation.

Finally, December 1st, is D-day for many students. The examination entry began at approximately 8:30am, and proctors could see the trembling of many students as they continuously drank water and went to the bathroom.

As the test ended at 1:45pm, the air was filled with mixed feelings of happiness, drudgery, and pain. I took the time to interview two individuals who took the test, Dael Kim (11) and Alex Shing (12). Kim said, “It was my first SAT, so I felt like I was not pressured and all I did was some practice. But when the test day finally approached, I was very nervous because other people in my grade were freaking out, so I also started to freak out like crazy.”

Alex Shing (12), the brother of Audrey Shing, tells us his condition as he entered the testing room, “I quaked in my boots, and I broke out in a cold sweat as I walked into the examination center with fear and trepidation wrenching in my heart, a sense of concentration filled my mind rendering my bowels useless.”

In conclusion, December 1st was a day that put many in misery and remorse. Therefore, how long will colleges torment us? These exams test only our knowledge but not our actual value as human beings. It is absurd that they should put students in such agony; for isn’t learning supposed to be joyful and interesting, not forceful and boring?

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