Told you I'd be posting about this damn thing again.
Last year, I was so mentally screwed that I was just grabbing at issues and such instead of presenting the information. But I was REAL close to passing. So I figure it I iron out some of that and present the information more clearly start-to-finish, that might make the difference.
I sent a friend a copy of a short-ish essay question, one of the Bar's sample answer, and may answer--to get his opinion. The sample answer is supposed to be one of the "best," scoring 75 or 80, I'm told. I thought mine was pretty good--I had the right issues, adequate rule of law, some decent application. All easy to read. My friend thought I might get 62.5....maybe passing. Maybe. I figured I was a solid 65.
No, I don't believe that. That was a decent answer. He said that he didn't like the form of it. Huh? I figured that I was close to the sample, though I flubbed one thing a bit, but that might not matter so much. So, rather than change what I'm doing, when it seems to fit what another friend and I had figured out should work for me (he's literally a frickin' genius), I'm continuing with my way. Maybe adapt a little.
But I got discouraged. Hubby could tell. He said to ignore my friend, continue on, and do the best I can. He said that since I likely won't work in the field even if I do pass, it doesn't matter. And that if what I'm doing now isn't what the Bar wants, then not to worry. The judges I did work for liked what I did (they liked it a lot), so I have proof that I can do work that is more than acceptable. Just maybe not the way the Bar wants.
But it's still a bit disheartening. I just want to pass, just to be able to say I fought it and won. This is personal to me. I went to law school, not so much to become a lawyer, but to get some self-confidence. I have that, well, somewhat. But it would be nice to have that license on the wall.
My sister told me that she sees a lot of law licenses at the Goodwill, so if I dont pass, go to Goodwill and buy someone's license and photoshop my name onto a picture of it.
Last year, I was so mentally screwed that I was just grabbing at issues and such instead of presenting the information. But I was REAL close to passing. So I figure it I iron out some of that and present the information more clearly start-to-finish, that might make the difference.
I sent a friend a copy of a short-ish essay question, one of the Bar's sample answer, and may answer--to get his opinion. The sample answer is supposed to be one of the "best," scoring 75 or 80, I'm told. I thought mine was pretty good--I had the right issues, adequate rule of law, some decent application. All easy to read. My friend thought I might get 62.5....maybe passing. Maybe. I figured I was a solid 65.
No, I don't believe that. That was a decent answer. He said that he didn't like the form of it. Huh? I figured that I was close to the sample, though I flubbed one thing a bit, but that might not matter so much. So, rather than change what I'm doing, when it seems to fit what another friend and I had figured out should work for me (he's literally a frickin' genius), I'm continuing with my way. Maybe adapt a little.
But I got discouraged. Hubby could tell. He said to ignore my friend, continue on, and do the best I can. He said that since I likely won't work in the field even if I do pass, it doesn't matter. And that if what I'm doing now isn't what the Bar wants, then not to worry. The judges I did work for liked what I did (they liked it a lot), so I have proof that I can do work that is more than acceptable. Just maybe not the way the Bar wants.
But it's still a bit disheartening. I just want to pass, just to be able to say I fought it and won. This is personal to me. I went to law school, not so much to become a lawyer, but to get some self-confidence. I have that, well, somewhat. But it would be nice to have that license on the wall.
My sister told me that she sees a lot of law licenses at the Goodwill, so if I dont pass, go to Goodwill and buy someone's license and photoshop my name onto a picture of it.


Seriously. One of the best auditions I ever gave was when I didn't want the part. It was a big, open audition thing with a group I'd worked with often. One gal basically was the only one reading for the part. She was doing fine and did the roll. But she and they were getting just a bit tired of only hearing her read. So they asked me if I'd just read in for a while to give her a break. I said sure, sat in a chair on stage and just read it. DAMN, it read very well. They even asked me if I'd do the roll! Over the other gal! 

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