This weekend was intense.
Saturday morning started of with mock interviews, lasting 25 minutes, for the course I want to study. I was slightly nervous as I wasn't sure of what to expect. My interviewer was Dr Owen, he is an expert in biology so I knew what to expect. He started of with the question: 'imagine this room was a human cell, how big is a glucose molecule.' This was a strange question and hardly one you would expect or prepare for. I kept calm and reasoned out the answer. He then switched to non-scientifical questions such as what are the qualities of a doctor, what's your view on private clinics and many more. He constantly alternated the types of questions. After 20 minutes the questioning came to an end and the last 5 minutes was spent reviewing. The feedback was that my scientific questioning (arguably the difficult section) was good but the non-scientific questions could be improved. The main reason was that i didn't talk about my work experience placement when i have the opportunity; I was waiting for a cue and didn't want to come across as a 'show-off'. This mock interview was a great as it reassured me that interviews are nothing to worry about, all I have to do is call back on my work experience roles and describe how that shows the qualities of a doctor.
In the evening we headed off to Thames Island to unwind and have fun. It was brilliant; something different that shows that you can have a balance of work and fun. Nearly everyone was dancing, it enhanced the spirit of the summer schools.
After a tiring night, a Chapel service followed. Everyone was invited regardless of you ethnicity or beliefs. I hadn't been to one before so it was nice to get the opportunity to go. Many hymns were sung, we prayed together, there was a recitation from the Quran. I particularly liked the part where the Reverend Paul Hess implemented Robert Green into the talk, it enabled everyone to easily engage and relate to what he and the parts of the Bible state.
Monday afternoon, the traditional Wall Game. At first i was told it was similar to squash and fives so I eagerly signed myself up; first on the list ^.^ As the days progressed I found out it was far different. Rumours have it that it was a game of a lot of kicking, shoving and even punching. Apparently people end up on crutches after the game. This worried me but not enough to stop me from playing, this opportunity doesn't come every day. After much trepidation the time had finally came. The rules were briefly mentioned and we were sorted out into teams in alternating order of height. It begins with the ball against a wall and a scrum. Both teams push each other in opposing directions with all their might trying to kick the ball to the other end. I joined, recklessly pushing everyone with me ( I'm glad I brought along my old glasses!). This sort of repeated, with the ball going in and out of the 5 metre boundary. It must have been rubbish to spectate but shockingly fun to play in. My team had two shots at goal, the first was a few centimetres away from making history, the last goal was scored 101 years ago. It was fantastic fun, I certainly helped me team out and were all worked as one.
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