According to Oscar Wilde, Memory is the diary that we all carry about with us. Today, I flipped the page of my diary trying to remember every single detail and feel that same feeling again.
Thinking back, now that I remembered the first time how I made a man cry in front of me. His tears were running like faucet water. Only after I proved to him that I wasn’t just a girl who knows how to play but I can also be a girl whose parents could proudly raise their head up and say “Hey! That was my daughter you’ve been talking about!” Imagine how a man stood in front of the school’s gate crying and hugging an eight year old child, Funny is it? Everyone who went pass the school gate was smiling at us. Now that I remembered, I can’t even face anyone who sees us during the time that he was crying.
Now are you wondering who that might be? Of course, that man was my dad.
I was one of the laziest students in my class. All I know when I was a child was to play and watch cartoon. No thoughts of studying ever crossed into my mind. Not even once. The only subject that I can be proud of was Chinese. Other than that, like science and math, I was the dumb student that every teacher would remember and focus on.
Every time I take a science exam, I would only get a score of 20. That time I was telling myself that it was alright because my score was higher than robby, my classmate way back 11 years ago who always gets a zero in any exam he takes. One day, my mom was so mad at me that she told me to study or else she’s going find me a tutor and I will not able to have the time to watch cartoons anymore. Then immediately I went to get my bags and study because I don’t want to lose my chance of watching Pokemon every night. In fact, I was very much addicted to it. The next morning, I was inside our classroom answering the test paper. I was thinking again on my mind that I can’t pass this exam again. I’ll definitely fail. Maybe I’ll just make a wild guess rather than getting a zero in the test, that way mom will not try to get really mad at me.
I'll always remember that it was late afternoon. At the school gate, I was there standing and holding my test paper, waiting for my daddy to pick me up. But he was late already. I began to lose hope. I was thinking that maybe it would be my mom again to pick me up. But I really wanted my dad to see the test paper first because he was my very best friend. We share everything together. That’s why I wanted him to be the first one to see the good news that I was about to tell him. Few hours later I saw him running towards the school gate apologizing to me that he was late because of work. He thought that I got mad. Then I said nothing. All I did was to hand him over the test paper. Immediately he hugged me. Few seconds later I realized that he was crying because he was so proud to see her daughter getting a perfect score in Science quiz. Not even myself can believe that I was the one who got the perfect score nor he is crying.
After this we went out and had dinner at my favorite restaurant and we all walk home with a happy smile. This is one great experience that I will never forget in my life.
This was a very meaningful experience to me and I wanted my friend Jing experience it too because her parents always expects high of her. I wanted her to feel how it was like to make parents proud so that she will not keep on telling herself that she’s useless and that her parents were always disappointed with everything that she is doing. Maybe her parents were already proud of her. It’s just that her parents did not express how they really felt to her. This might be a good experience for her to stand up again and keep doing her best.
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