I sat down.
We talked about the interview while we ate.
Later, I arranged to have my hearing aids checked.
“Are you sure?”
Both were working properly.
I also practiced using live captions on my laptop.
Aunt Ria offered to sit nearby during the interview.
“Thanks, but I want to handle it myself.”
She nodded.
“I’ll be in the kitchen if you need anything.”
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Both were working properly.
During the interview, I misunderstood one question.
I asked the interviewer to repeat it.
Then I answered.
I talked about my grades, my interests, and why I wanted to study there.
I didn’t try to make myself sound perfect.
Then I answered.
When it ended, I closed my laptop.
Aunt Ria appeared in the doorway.
“How did it go?”
“I stumbled over one answer.”
“Did you recover?”
“Yes.”
“Did you recover?”
She smiled.
“Then you did what you needed to do.”
