Dear friends,
My goal is to secure a place in a prestigious school- Raffles Girls' School(Secondary). It was a school, to my relatives, a school for the riches. I am not rich. My relatives said, the school has those really expensive cars waiting to pick the children up. I didn't have a car to fetch me after school, of course. I don't mind, though, since there are friends who walk home too.
I knew all that. I knew people who are rich( or rather parents are rich) studied there. I am not knocked down. I still want to score a really good aggregate for PSLE and prove them wrong. In fact, I want to prove the world wrong. I want to prove that success do not only belong to people who are rich. For myself and people who are in the same predicament as me, I just have to get my 275.
Bye till the next post,
Hui Zhu
Sunday, 9 October 2011
Saturday, 8 October 2011
Thank you
Dear friends,
My life has not been a bed of roses. I don't mind though. I treat them like obstacles that would make me stronger when I overcome them. I want to thank them for 'showing' me that I am unique. I am awesome because I know I will not cower in front of difficulties.
To 'them':
- Thank you for making my life difficult.
- Thank you for not believing in me
- Thank you for making me have to cry silently in my blanket
- Thank you for being mean
- Thank you for making me wish that I was never born
- Thank you for making me wonder who I am
Not believing in me makes me more determined to prove it to them
Not letting people see me cry makes it easier for me to put on a smile when I am breaking inside, which is something I do often. Making we wish that I was never born makes me very sure that I am born for a good cause afterwards. Making me wonder who I am helps me define my goal in life.
Bye till the next post,
Hui Zhu
I am who I am
Dear friends,
I may seem perfect to you, the results and everything. But it didn't start this way. I did not put in a single effort into my studies from primary 1-4. I did not revise, nothing. I managed to get better-than-average grades though, surprisingly. But I did not give my all. I idled my days.
It was in Primary 5 when everything changed. I met a very special person who changed me. Amazingly, she knew me like the back of her hand. She said, " Don't try to hide. I can see it on your face. I have been through it." That day onwards, I worked doubly hard. The days of me idling away are gone.
To catch up with what I have missed from Primary 1-4, I had to work really hard. I truly regretted not working hard from Primary 1-4. In Primary 5, I tasted my first success- first in standard. It was sweet, yet bitter. On the days before my exams, I burnt the midnight oil. I was really dog-tired. I had a wrong way of studying.
Now, in Primary 6, PSLE is over but I really don't know how I did. I don't want to be third as in prelims. Nobody will remember the third.
Bye till the next post,
Hui Zhu
I may seem perfect to you, the results and everything. But it didn't start this way. I did not put in a single effort into my studies from primary 1-4. I did not revise, nothing. I managed to get better-than-average grades though, surprisingly. But I did not give my all. I idled my days.
It was in Primary 5 when everything changed. I met a very special person who changed me. Amazingly, she knew me like the back of her hand. She said, " Don't try to hide. I can see it on your face. I have been through it." That day onwards, I worked doubly hard. The days of me idling away are gone.
To catch up with what I have missed from Primary 1-4, I had to work really hard. I truly regretted not working hard from Primary 1-4. In Primary 5, I tasted my first success- first in standard. It was sweet, yet bitter. On the days before my exams, I burnt the midnight oil. I was really dog-tired. I had a wrong way of studying.
Now, in Primary 6, PSLE is over but I really don't know how I did. I don't want to be third as in prelims. Nobody will remember the third.
Bye till the next post,
Hui Zhu
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