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no "automatic" in auto-escola
May. 11th, 2009 06:39 pmStarted today the process to get my drivers' license. [Yes, I don't have one yet. Up until now I've gotten by with my legs and public transportation, but I can't imagine not ever needing to drive, so here I go.] Dunno how other countries do it, but here you have to go through an auto-escola (auto-school), which provides theoretical and practical classes.
By law, before I can start the theoretical classes I had to go through a battery of tests to guarantee I'm in good enough state to teorize other fellow human beings in a vehicle. The tests were: psychological evaluation, vision test, and medical test.
The psychological one was pretty interesting. After some written questions, there came... raciocínio lógico (rational logic?), where they showed an image missing a portion, and we had to chose the option that would complete each image. ONE OF THE IMAGES WAS OF A GUN. WHYYYY. (Afterwards the psychologist giving me the oral interview commented that what gives them the most problems are violent people and alcoholics; THEN WHY EMPHASIZE VIOLENCE WITH GUNS.) And another visual exercise to confirm our attention spans.
What I really like was the part where they had us draw a house, a tree, and a person. Maybe I'd have been WTF IS THIS, but my sister studied psychology, and she'd already told me what handy-dandy tools drawings are in reading a person's character. I also remembered my mom (who's studied psychology a bit on her own) saying that putting fruits on a drawing of a tree is one of the worst things you can do-- though she couldn't give me the answer as to why, I went ahead and refrained from fruiting my drawing. XD
They government will keep my test for another five years, and if I ever get into an accident, they'll pull it out to help decide on a court decision. >___> ("Of course she's lying about the person jumping in front of her car, look at this answer!" or, "No, she wouldn't have screamed at that other driver, she's too peaceful, look at this drawing!")
I'm pretty sure the psychologist giving me the oral interview liked me. I'd put in a "F" for one of the answers on the raciocínio lógico test when it should've been an "A." She filled in a line to make the F into an A, saying, "oh, you forgot to complete your A." UM, NO. My As always have peaky tops, they're quite different from Fs. But I let her make the modification. Why rock the boat? Even without that one right I'd earned enough points to [more than] pass.
The medical exam consisted of me holding my arms out; holding one leg up; holding the other leg up. Not simultaneously, of course.
The vision exam...! >___> I go into the assigned room, and the doc tells me to read the last line on the letter-chart. I do so, just barely; the letters are pretty blurry. He has me cover one eye and read the penultimate line; no problem. "Now your other eye." I cringe, since I was pretty sure this was where I'd mess up. "Read the second to penultimate line."
"I can't," I say. I couldn't even tell there was a line.
"The line before that?"
"No... actually, I can only just make out the E at the very top."
"What happened to your left eye?"
"It's always been that way." Before I could ask him to let me redo the test with my glasses, which I had with me, he was already signing and stamping my documents, giving me a clean bill of health. They weren't kidding, my friends, when they told me the standards are low!
Next up was my first of the theoretical classes. AND WHAT A WASTE. My teacher is sweet... and absolutely useless. She passed the time telling annecodtes. Ohhh, to think that I have to sit there four hours everyday (less, since we start late, finish early, and have a long coffee break)! And still have to study out of class to learn the material not being covered in class....! GRRR.
I'm dreading the next couple of weeks. I have a heavier load at college, I have to go to auto-escola, and I have to study to pass the theoretical exam. *__*
By law, before I can start the theoretical classes I had to go through a battery of tests to guarantee I'm in good enough state to teorize other fellow human beings in a vehicle. The tests were: psychological evaluation, vision test, and medical test.
The psychological one was pretty interesting. After some written questions, there came... raciocínio lógico (rational logic?), where they showed an image missing a portion, and we had to chose the option that would complete each image. ONE OF THE IMAGES WAS OF A GUN. WHYYYY. (Afterwards the psychologist giving me the oral interview commented that what gives them the most problems are violent people and alcoholics; THEN WHY EMPHASIZE VIOLENCE WITH GUNS.) And another visual exercise to confirm our attention spans.
What I really like was the part where they had us draw a house, a tree, and a person. Maybe I'd have been WTF IS THIS, but my sister studied psychology, and she'd already told me what handy-dandy tools drawings are in reading a person's character. I also remembered my mom (who's studied psychology a bit on her own) saying that putting fruits on a drawing of a tree is one of the worst things you can do-- though she couldn't give me the answer as to why, I went ahead and refrained from fruiting my drawing. XD
They government will keep my test for another five years, and if I ever get into an accident, they'll pull it out to help decide on a court decision. >___> ("Of course she's lying about the person jumping in front of her car, look at this answer!" or, "No, she wouldn't have screamed at that other driver, she's too peaceful, look at this drawing!")
I'm pretty sure the psychologist giving me the oral interview liked me. I'd put in a "F" for one of the answers on the raciocínio lógico test when it should've been an "A." She filled in a line to make the F into an A, saying, "oh, you forgot to complete your A." UM, NO. My As always have peaky tops, they're quite different from Fs. But I let her make the modification. Why rock the boat? Even without that one right I'd earned enough points to [more than] pass.
The medical exam consisted of me holding my arms out; holding one leg up; holding the other leg up. Not simultaneously, of course.
The vision exam...! >___> I go into the assigned room, and the doc tells me to read the last line on the letter-chart. I do so, just barely; the letters are pretty blurry. He has me cover one eye and read the penultimate line; no problem. "Now your other eye." I cringe, since I was pretty sure this was where I'd mess up. "Read the second to penultimate line."
"I can't," I say. I couldn't even tell there was a line.
"The line before that?"
"No... actually, I can only just make out the E at the very top."
"What happened to your left eye?"
"It's always been that way." Before I could ask him to let me redo the test with my glasses, which I had with me, he was already signing and stamping my documents, giving me a clean bill of health. They weren't kidding, my friends, when they told me the standards are low!
Next up was my first of the theoretical classes. AND WHAT A WASTE. My teacher is sweet... and absolutely useless. She passed the time telling annecodtes. Ohhh, to think that I have to sit there four hours everyday (less, since we start late, finish early, and have a long coffee break)! And still have to study out of class to learn the material not being covered in class....! GRRR.
I'm dreading the next couple of weeks. I have a heavier load at college, I have to go to auto-escola, and I have to study to pass the theoretical exam. *__*
