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SPEED, TIME & ACCURACY
by Kiem Vu
When I completed the multiple-choice portion, the student asked me if I was ready to have a timed drill. I was so eager and told him immediately that I was certainly ready because I took three years of high school computer technology already. I looked around and realized that everyone was typing so poorly. I laughed at them, and wondered how skillful I was among the many. As I was typing, I tried to look around to see if anyone was noticing how good my speed was. I heard some talking and believed that others must have been discussing to one another about me. It made me feel really good, and certainly I would not want to lose their attention. I tried to type faster and faster. Occasionally I made some errors but I would not dare to fix them lest it'ddelay my speed. I was also confident that since I was typing so fast, a few mistakes would not be a problem. I tried to look around once more time and felt really good inside seeing how good I was compare to most slow typing students in the classroom. When the time was up, the student asked me to print out the drill, and he gave me a compliment, which I agreed he should have made it earlier "You type really fast!" I was so happy and held my head high so that everyone could see me clearly.
When I was about to leave the room, the student said to me that there was still one thing I needed to do: check my typing for errors. He then reminded me that I can have only a maximum of five errors, and thus, having more than five errors would fail me. I was shocked at the information he just gave. I told him that I type 75 words per minutes, but he said that it didn't matter how fast I type, more than five errors would disqualify me. I asked how could that be? He said, it was the guideline that I just read. I suddenly realized that it was my mistake. I did not read the guidelines because I thought I was so cool. As I was tracing my printed drill page for errors, I found the unspeakable truth, six errors. I could not afford those six errors! I wrote down four errors only on the reported sheet and hoped that the professor would not find the other two. I left the room with a disturbing heart. Pride is not cool, knowledge is not cool to display. A humbling heart seldom fails.
The professor found out the errors and I failed the test.