At the start, Mr. Bean enters in the
exam room, looks around him and chooses a spot to sit.
He talks with the man next to him about
the exams. Mr. Bean had concentrate on trigonometry and his neighbor on calculus.
The other man takes a pen and puts it on the table; Bean looks at him and does
exactly the same. The other man continues and Mr. Bean imitates him. He is just
acting like a child, doing the same of his neighbor and trying to do better. In
an exaggerative way, he puts a lot of pen, a doll, a pink panther figurine and
an alarm clock, looking at the man taunting him.
During the exam, Mr. Bean, at first
confident, begins to feel really bad when he turns his copy and sees the
subject. His smile disappears and he shakes his head. He covers
his eyes, tries to understand and then he freaks out. Mr. Bean does some weird
things and when his neighbor looks at him, he pretends to get warm. After that,
he tries with a lot of tricks to copy on the man next to him without success. He
cries and calls his mom.
Towards the end, he
discovers that there were two papers in the envelope. He tries to write
quickly, stealing his neighbor pen and doesn’t want to stop writing at the exam
end.
For my part, before
the exam, I always feel indifferent and sure about what I’ve to do. I don’t panic;
sometimes I just take a look at my lessons the night before the exam.
When the exam begins,
I take a time to read and understand. Even if I don’t know a word about the subject,
I keep calm and try to do my best. Sometimes, I look around me, doing a funny
face to my friend when I’m sure to fail. If the other students seem to appreciate
the exam, I begin to feel a little disappointed but there is all the time
someone who looks really frightened and that makes me feel secure.
The moment when I
really freak out, it’s at the end. When I put my copy on the teacher’s desk, I
can’t change anything. I remember other things about the exam, my friends didn’t
write the same things. It’s a horrible moment.
I feel worst when I
wait for my copy during the next class. I don’t feel safe until the moment I’ve
my mark. Even when the mark is wrong, I also stop to worry.
