I studied hard and still I was confused – especially with dictation, where the teacher says a two-bar rhythm of notes and we write it down.  Some of the examples were in 2/4 time and some in 6/8.  So far, I’m pretty bad at this.

The exam was from 10:00 till noon today.  At 8:30 I started roaming around Gent centrum, finding staff members I know at various eateries and shops.  I asked them to pray for me, or at least send me good vibes at some point during the two hours.

They all said yes.  Here are the prayer power folks:

Glenn in Soup Lounge

Dominique in Panos

Paul in the Press Shop

Lies in Izy Coffee

Sévrine in The Cobbler

That’s a lot of well-wishing!

I also had the ongoing support from the Core group of the Evolutionary Collective … even though none of them knew about the exam.  And the same from many friends in Belgium and Canada.

Before the exam started, I looked around at the other seven students and silently sent them my love.  I wonder if anyone noticed.  If not, that’s okay … I sent it.

I needed every minute of the two hours.  I found most of the exam extremely difficult.  My confusion about dictation continued on its not-so-merry way.

I may have passed and I may have failed.  Either way, I’m proud of myself.  I did my best, week after week, to absorb lessons that were spoken and written in Dutch.  I’m just scratching the surface in my understanding of the language.  Thank God for classmates Jan, Veronique, Gudrun and Isabelle.  They’ve helped me figure things out (some things).

Well done, Bruce