I actually woke up with the most perspicaciousness I have had in a while. *****Note: I read that word in the Robert Ludlum's The Bourne Identity, and I've been itching to use it ever since***** Last night, I read a comment which I had written in response to a post written on a blog titled Amicus Curiae. The entry was titled "So you failed the bar exam . . . now what?" About 25 + people chimed in with sob stories about their failures, the ensuing stress, the bleakness of job prospects, and the crushing financial burdens. One poster read my comment (which I'll post next) and compleminted me on my writing. It almost made me smile, because I rarely heard that in law school. I certainly never heard it from my legal writing professor.
The young lady then told her story. It was nightmarish. The lady graduated from a top school in New York around '99. Her father was dying around that time. So after her graduation, she went back to the mid-west to spend time with her father before he passed away.
She went back to New York, took a review course, and studied for the next two months. However, when the day of exam came she never took it. She later suffered a miscarriage. She registered for the next 20 or so exam administrations and most, if not all, of the bar courses one could think of. Nevertheless, she was never able to physically bring herself to sit for the exam.
Finally, during one of the '09 administrations, the young lady dug deep and found the courage necessary to take the exam. She brought herself to the exam center where she sat and awaited the beginning of the exam administration. Tragically, during the exam she fainted. She had to be carried out of the exam to be physically examined. She didn't go back for the next day. Now, she is registered for the New York bar once more, hoping things will be different, that things will work out for her.
After reading that, I couldn't help but reflect. My situation is not worth complaining about. I can't beat that. She has so much trauma tied into her taking that exam. I hope she makes it. When she does, she will cherish her license more than most people would even be capable of doing. She will be stronger for it. I wish her the best.
Her story made me reflect on how the world does not revolve around me. I'm not the only one dealing with Bar exam issues. I should be thankful I am not dying of some terminal illness; my family loves me; my friends love me and accept me for who I am; etc. . . I need to buckle down and fight the fight. I need to be thankful for life.
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