As I exited Spanish 1, I could hardly hold my excitement. No, it was not the weekend, nor was school over; my teacher had just told us about the Spanish 1 final. It consisted of a conjugation test, and the only way to pass was to get 100%. The trick was that students could take the test as many times as they want, but the teacher said no student had ever passed the first time. As soon as I heard that, I took up the challenge. There’s a first time for everything I thought. At my friends locker, I discussed the possibility of passing it the first time. “Didn’t you hear Ms. Cooper?” He said. “No one has passed it the first time. You’re not going to be able to either.” I failed. Just as my friend and teacher had predicted, no one passed. The
