An Essay That Both Of Us Proud Of

Good Day Guys and girls=p, we came across this essay that was written by our sis. It captivated both our hearts alot that we think we should paste it here to share with everyone...

The night is a complete silence. Everyone is probably dreaming of curdling a huge bunch of American dollars, sunbathing under the shimmering sun in Hawaii or fantasizing being treated as a princess in a beautiful palace. Nevertheless, I am striving hard to plough on my piles of reference books in order to excel in my studies. However, I am not alone. My mother is accompanying me besides accomplishing her part-time job to yield more ringgits for supporting the family. She is the one who always supports me whenever I face obstacles, embraces me whenever sadness overwhelms me and shares the high times with me. She is the woman I love and treasure in my heart the most.

In 2006, when I was having my PMR government examinations, my family, including me, was traumatized with the news that my grandmother had diagnosed Malaria fever. We were petrified. We had a very hard time while my grandmother was admitted into the hospital. Sadness overwhelmed me when I saw my grandmother lying on the white bed motionless. Nevertheless, we were taken aback when the doctor advised that my grandmother had to been admitted to the intensive care unit as her health condition had being acute. One night, the doctor informed us that my grandmother blood level had been decreasing drastically. She needed blood. I was so feared. My tears rolled down frenziedly. However I tried my best to be calm. I wanted to donate my blood and yet I was not allowed as I was underage at that moment. I felt hopeless. However, with the eagerness to save my grandmother, I called my friends’ parents to seek for blood donation. Finally, the catastrophe ended as my grandmother recovered from the malicious disease.Thank god! As follows, I realise that life on earth is so fragile and hence the enthusiasm being a doctor to help people who are suffering devilish diseases is boosted.

Whenever I read news about Tee Hui Yi last year, who was kept alive with a mechanical heart for more than a year while she waiting for a suitable donor. I was having a mixture of feelings. I felt happy as she could continue her life with the advancement in medical field and empathizing her as well as she had to suffer all the obstacles while her others could enjoy their teenage life in her age. Finally, from God blessings she received a heart from a young donor. I was totally relieved at the moment. And yet, I felt sad too as the noble donor died at a young age. However, this defines life, which we cannot deny. Hence, this even in turns inspired me to be a doctor—a dutiful doctor, deeply.

Therefore, in order to make my aspirations become a reality, I always try my best to excel my school examinations with flying colors. Though sometimes I have been captivated by spellbinding English movies or maybe thrilling online games, I managed to pay heed to my studies again before it was too late to be regret of. As a dedicated class monitor, I am often committed to accomplish all the tasks that are given by my teachers and given the chance to learn leadership while holding the position. In school, sometimes, I might face some obstacles in carrying my duty as a class monitor and as a president of the tourism club or may be as a secretary of the school graduation magazine publishing organization, however, I would utilize the wisdom that I have to solve them.

At home, my mother teaches me to be honest as honesty is the best policy. Recalling back the primary school life, there was an incident which I will never forget. There was once, when my thinking was still immature and I got influenced by my peers, I bamboozled my mother that I was having a badminton practice in the school hall as teacher inquired, but in fact, it was a cover-up for me to loiter in the school compound partying with my friends. However, just after the moment I hung up the phone call with my mother, guilt overcame me and I felt remorseful, I immediately called my mother back and throwing out all the truth despite being evoking by my friends around. Minutes later, my mother came to pick me up. My heart was pulsating fast. I was waiting for my mother to throw all the tantrums on me. Nevertheless, my mother did not blame me at all, and yet she speaks to me in a soft tune “It’s okay, my darling. Do promise not to repeat this mistake again okay?”. I immediately burst into cries. I understand my mistake and I promise my mother not to lie again as I realise the significance of integrity. Since then, frankly, I barely lies.

As for the moment being, though I could not merge as the top girl of the school, but, I am contented when I acknowledge that I am one of the top students as I understand that this is the pay of my hard works. Hence, I will not give myself up easily and try to be persistent and consistent in obtaining excellence by hook or by crook.

I have to pay full concentration on my oncoming SPM examinations. I have to strive hard racking my brains to acquire excellent results. As this the best way for me to help alleviate the financial burden that distress them.

Written by Jas Cheong

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