Don't walk under that ladder

Tomorrow is my last exam, finally, and it got me thinking about superstition. Probably not the wisest think to be thinking about when my exam is on US and world politics, but there you go. 

I have this lucky purse, I don't remember where I got it from, but I have it and it's full of so called 'lucky' things. It contains a lucky black elephant (life size of course) given to me by the Mother who was given it her my Great Grandma which I keep in a little white pouch inside the purse, 3 squashed coins, a pair of clogs and a bone carved by my Grandad, a four leaf clover badge, a miniature pair of silver ballet shoes, a silver heart and four leaf clover and a blue turkish eye. 

So, to someone else they'd mean absolutely nothing, but to me they mean a lot. I can't help but think, that when I passed my driving test I had the purse on me in person but on the others I'd just left it in the boot. Coincidence, most likely, and that's what I'd rule it off as normally but it just seems that whenever I have it thinks go well. It's probably just a weird confidence boost or coincidence, but who knows. Over the years I have been inundated with 'good luck' charms, especially from the Mother who obviously thought I needed more luck in life, but these charms are the ones that have stuck.

I never care about walking under a ladder, or which way the black cat crossed the road. I don't believe in fate, although I'd like to and I don't believe I have a destiny (presuming it's a different thing?!). I think we make the decisions, consciously changing our path everyday through our actions. Although I've got to admit, I do believe in my lucky purse, even if it's just a bit. After all, I need all the luck I can get for these exams.