#oral exams

[the---hermit]

hi! I hope you don't mind me asking, but how do university exams work in italy? some Erasmus students that have come to my class mentioned oral/outloud exams instead of written ones and I find that so terrifying!! I'm used to oral presentations as a form of assessment, but going there and just... talking on whichever part of the notes that you're stuck with sounds wild to me! (also, good luck on your exams!!)

Hello anon! We do tend to have very little written exams. Keep in mind that clearly it all depends on what course you are studying for but the majority of exams here are oral. Especially for humanities where I would say 99% of exams tend to be oral. If you do have a written test it's usually accompanied by an oral part as well. How it works of course depends on the class and on the professor, but usually if you attended lectures you will be studying on your notes of the lectures, additional materials if they were included, plus at least one book, usually multiple books. When you get to your exam you wait to be called up by the professor, you go to them and your exams starts. They tend to ask questions that let you really talk and explain the stuff you have studied so you can show them you did understand things. The smart thing to do is to always add more informations that go beyond the question the professor has asked, the better you hold your monologue the better the result, which also means that your confidence plays a huge role. Depending on the professor and on the subject they ask you questions until they are satisfied. Usually you should always have at least one question about each part of the materials, so at least one on the lectures, and at least one on each book you had to study. Of course they can add more if they feel like it, so you never really know what to expect.

It is quite scary at first, but to be honest we do get a big preparation in high school, since there's a lot of oral tests there as well. So before uni you have a bit of a base already, even though it is very different because you have way more materials for a uni exam. To be quite honest I am so used to it that now I think I'd get more nervous about a written exam. The thing is that when you are talking face to face with the professor you have room to improvise and get the conversation where you want it to go. In a written exam if you don't remember one specific thing your grade might go down by a lot, where in an oral exam you can have the professor see you understood things but maybe are forgetting a detail. There's pros and cons to both ways of course.

I hope I managed to answer your question, and that my explainations weren't too confusing. I'm happy to tell you more if you are curious, my asks are always open! (and thank you for the good luck wishes <3)

[froginthestars]

last exam tomorrow let's hope it goes well

[sorryforbiengabitch]

Me bullshiting my way through an oral exam:

👩🏼‍🏫: *question*

Me:

👩🏼‍🏫:

Me:

[thedentalplace]

Oral exams are a vital part of maintaining good oral health. They provide an opportunity for dentists to assess the state of a patient's teeth, gums, and overall oral hygiene. At The Dental Place, we are committed to providing high-quality oral exams in Hamilton, ensuring that our patients receive the best possible dental care.

[cosmodont]

Oral exams are a vital part of maintaining good oral health. They provide an opportunity for dentists to assess the state of a patient's teeth, gums, and overall oral hygiene. At The Dental Place, we are committed to providing high-quality oral exams in Hamilton, ensuring that our patients receive the best possible dental care.

[kayatoastkkat]

live next week: Jekyll and Hyde have an epic rap battle in the mindscape while the Lodgers try to figure out what happened

[jesuis-assez]

THE ROOKIE- 6.03 ➦ Trouble In Paradise

[bee-sidebranch]

Thoughts on Iterators- a Series(?) Part one: A Puppets purpose

So many thoughts i think i ain't got enough brain power to store them-

Because i'm weird i can't just write down worldbuilding or any information i wanna remember in general.

So in order to coax my brain to write down anything i make the info into a comic (this also greatly improves my chances of actually rereading this and applying it to my work).

Wouldn't recommend it's highly inefficient.

This was supposed to have a fifth page but it was just kind of tagged on at the end and didn't follow the train of thought i had established so it's likely going to become it's own part (organic and synthetic personality traits + naming conventions).

I think the next part will focus on ACTUAL anatomy and what the essentials are for a puppet. I will get to the Superstructure too but i am monkey i like the thing with the face so it comes first.

Thank you for reading all of this if you wanna look i put a tiny scug in one of the panels see if you can find it (it's not all that hidden tbh but maybe that's just me).

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I was called for an oral exam to answer some questions but midway through it, I was like, "Wait, why am I even doing this? This isn't real. I'm dreaming," and then I got up and left the room. 

[jaylver]

it's HEESEUNG DAY!! 💗 happy birthday to the man with one of the best vocals and with the sweetest soul 🥹

[ameliapodcast]

I have an oral exam (French) in four hours. Reblog and come up with the best ways to fake my death in that span of time and whatever new life you'd give me. Starts... now!

-Maty

[play-my-game]

[screamingcrows]

Good luck with your exam! Dropping a 🎲 for destressing if needed. :>

Aaah thank you! Your luck certainly worked wonders!!💙

You rolled 62! "That's too wild for me" and I'll pick.. Dottore (who's surprised) I'm going with one of my fav silly headcanons for this man.

It had been surprisingly easy to convince Dottore that a little time away was necessary. Suspiciously easy. Only a few honeyed words along complaints about the cold winter had him agreeing. But you knew better than to start questioning him, lest you present an argument that made him rethink the decision.

Fontaine was everything you'd longed for, lush fields teeming with life that had you gawking at every opportunity.

Dottore had convinced The Knave to let you stay in one of her little cottages a fair way outside the city, insisting it would be far more comfortable with a more private retreat.

"You're sure everything is fine?"

Not wanting to disturb the curious little creature happily chatting and pointing out landmarks, your voice remained a low whisper. You drank in the sharp outlines of mountains, the outline of something cubic briefly visible. You shook your head to clear it, surely it hadn't been floating?

"Quite."

His fingers tightened a little, thumb beginning to rub circles into the back of your hand, as if you were the one currently looking strung so tightly they might snap. Seeking to alleviate the tension a little, you leaned against his side, glint in your eyes when you whispered.

"You aren't tense because you're afraid those mechanic guards will arrest you the moment you set foot in the city?"

In the interest of subtlety, he'd forgone his usual attire, even the mask had been left behind on the nightstand when you'd gotten up this morning. The click of his tongue brought your mind back in time to hear the low grumble of a reply.

"You'd think so little of me? Nothing that can be traced back, of course," he paused for a moment, moving his free hand to your thigh and giving it a small squeeze, "and they're called 'gardemeks'."

Fontaine's Research Institute had filled the main streets with wondrous inventions, sounds of laughter reaching your ears the moment the aquabus docked. Neither of you had known beforehand about the festival, and you swore Dottore suddenly didn't seem as pale as he had seconds before.

It was always amusing to observe when he became so animated, eyes lighting up with an almost childlike sense of wonder as he paced around, prodding and fidgeting with anything they'd let him touch and then some.

He'd flashed you a toothy grin upon acquiring a fully functional miniature clockwork mecha, moving about the joints as the inventor happily gushed about how he'd optimized the pneumosia relays far beyond what should be possible.

A mistake on the inventors part, but who could fault him for disregarding the possibility that he might be aiding someone considered an enemy. You chuckled, shaking your head with a smile, on second thought, you could mention at least one person who might fault someone for that.

What had caught your eye in particular, was a large metal construction, the top barely visible from within the city. It didn't taken more than a tug at his sleeve and a glance cast towards the attraction before Dottore was making a beeline towards it. His enthusiasm paled when it came fully into view.

A large wheel made of metal beams, spinning languidly as small, colourful carts dangled from the framework. Colorful lights were scattered along the structure, adding to the oddly whimsical atmosphere around it. Before you could notice how wide Dottore's eyes had gotten, you were already trying to tug him closer, grunting at how much resistance the man was suddenly putting up.

Upon turning your head, confusion began to flood your thoughts. Why did he look almost afraid?

"You don't want to go with me?"

"I do, there is just," his eyes flickered and you knew he was lying, "something I must take a look at first. I'll join you in a moment, go on and get in line."

"Will you at least tell my why you're acting so strangely all of a sudden? Shouldn't you be excited about an opportunity to try something like this, the first of its kind? Sure, it's not as 'useful' as the stuff you make, but entertainment has value and I for one would like to-"

Before you could finish, he'd yanked your wrist and was holding you flush against his chest.

"Kinetosis. It's simply too... wild for me," he practically spat out the words, disdain dripping from the words.

You noted with a raised eyebrow that he'd turned his head away, the tips of his ears slightly pink. That in itself was enough to keep you from laughing despite the ridiculousness of something so painfully mundane being the cause of his anguish.

Butterflies fluttered in your stomach at the trust it had no doubt taken to disclose. Despite knowing it would only last for the few days you had left in Fontaine, you couldn't help but relish in the feeling of such an inconsequential thing being the cause of your worries.

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[arienic]

someone (you) must free me from my shackles (finals week) before i am turned to ash and dust (collapse into academic and creative burnout). i can go on like this no longer (two more fucking weeks of this bull) for i have already persevered for months (six days) without the light of the sun and stars (writing and drawing aphmau content) and i fear that i might succumb to insanity (have a mental breakdown) sooner that i'd imagined (in precisely 12 hours because so many projects are due tomorrow)

[forgotten-daydreamer]

from today, august 20th, until september 11th, i will study the same subject 6 hrs a day because i am determined to pass that exam which has a pass rate of 40%. hard enough to focus for 3 hrs for me lately so 6 is a big stretch. ofc i'll take a 15-min break every 2 hrs and those breaks are not part of the 6 hrs. i want to pass it on my first try. that should add up to 126 hrs. which is not remotely enough. but at least i won't pull up to the exam completely clueless? i'm so scared. i know i will chicken out. i will post updates - block the 'study update' tag if you don't care. i'm determined rrrahh