Reminiscing over my past year of Open University study, from October to now, I feel I have achieved a lot. I will never forget the first term. TMA01 was due for submission. Having looked at the assignment question, I then proceeded to figure out what I had to do, in order to answer it correctly. Nervously, and carefully, I began typing, phrase by phrase, paragraph by paragraph, reading and rereading, hoping it would come together. I kept changing it as I wasn’t sure what I was saying was exact. Finally, after three weeks or so, I submitted the assignment. Nervously, I waited for 9 days for the results. “What will they be? Have I failed? What have I done wrong? have I copied something and not realised? Will I be in trouble for doing so?” all of those thoughts, going round and round. 11:30 pm, on a Saturday night, and I went onto my student homepage to see if my results were there. Looking carefully for the assessment score table, I found it, and was shocked at what I read. Score: 70. I sat there, not knowing what to say, my eyes filling with tears. I got that high of a score? That was over 40. I’d passed! I’d passed! What had I done right? I could not believe it. It went the same through my next few assignments. Even more shocking, was my score of 75 on my second assignment. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Could this be true? Were they marking the right papers? I couldn’t write that well surely. Obviously the online activities I was slowly going through daily, were sinking in. the Open University’s method of slowly building up was working. I was taking in what they wanted. Then, it was time for the stats. Oh no! I’ll fail at this. I’m sure. I pulled up the ICMA on my screen. Right, I thought, I’m ready. I can do this. Carefully reading the instructions, I opened up the assignment. It showed a bar chart, on the screen. Then came the problem. I could not see the bar chart. It was imbedded in the text. My screen reader was not reading the bar chart. Nervous, I rang my support team. The adviser was very helpful, and sorted it in the end. I completed the ICMA, and waited with bated breath. The scores were in, 70 percent. Oh my goodness! I can’t believe it. 70 percent in statistics? I must be better than I thought. I doubt myself, always think I’m worse than I am in assignments, prepare for the worst, and then get the surprise of my life, when I receive good results. I only hope I don’t let myself down, and keep up my effort, and discipline.
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