In the midst of the exam, all I could hear apart from the scratching and clicking of technical pencils, were the faint whispers of people talking.
"Hang on a minute?" I thought; we were in an exam, yet to my surprise, not everyone was adhering to the exam conditions that had been 'imposed'.
One of the invigilators looked up like a startled Meerkat. She searched the room for the source of the noise but failed to identify anyone.
It could clearly be made out, to myself and a number of others that these surruptitious conversations were being carried out in a middle eastern language. I was almost finished by this point and so wasn't too distracted by it all. I got up and left.
One of the other guys came out of the exam room, livid with the conditions that were being allowed to carry on in there. He had found it extremely difficult to concentrate with the level of noise around him. The people talking were a foreign intake class, and not any of ours.
It remains to be seen what will happen..
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