Back when I first returned to school, my daughter gave me a lucky charm for me on exam day.
Well, bless her little pre-teen heart, because she gave me her Jonas Brothers pencil.
And I used it for many many exams-- with varied results.
I did get razzed about it, but I have a good sense of humor and joked that Joe was my favorite-- and don't no one rip on Joe or my pencil!
By the time I was finishing up nursing school
, the Jonas Brothers were passe and my daughter (by then a teenager) could not believe I still had the pencil and had the nerve to use it.
I told her that was exactly why I loved being an old fart-- we don't really care what others think and we embrace our inner dork.
I also told her that I would always remember her giving it to me and that it meant a lot to me that she did that... therefore, I would continue to use it.
I'm also ashamed to admit that I felt anxious if I did not have it!
I've been a nurse for two years now...