What the Experience Taught Me?
What the experience taught me?
Everyone has many different experiences in his or her childhood. One of the experiences might affect him or her whole life. If this deep impression is a good experience, you could learn a lesson form it. Even it could change your thinking or cultivates positive values and look at things in a proper way. On the other hand, if that deep impression is a bad experience, you might start to feel afraid of something or someone. In my case, I have an experience I have never forgotten. My experience made me realize that sometimes you think those people is your “best friends”, but in fact, they are not your “true friends” at all.
In my junior school, students were streamed according to ability. I was placed to a good class. My classmates and I studied hard everyday. We even studied until 10:00pm at school in the weekdays and came to school on Saturday. We were very busy because we had to get the highest grade. Therefore, we were spoiled by almost teachers and we could enjoy special privileges. For example, we did not need to do any cleaning up areas in school because teachers thought our time should be spend on taking test instead of cleaning up. And of course, living in such environment, we would feel proud of ourselves. We only hanged out with our classmates; we never hanged out with other students. Nobody would feel this was a weird custom because everyone used to it.
I had many close friends. We were always at the same group, same class and same society. Not only we thought we were best friends, but also all people thought we were true friends, too. We did not talk to other students and we did not care about other students, therefore, we did not have any friends outside the class. But one day, when I went to the restroom, there was a girl said hello to me. I also said hi to her. Her name was Joyce; she was from the other class. She told me she would like to get to know me. But I did not take it seriously. After that, sometimes she
Everyone has many different experiences in his or her childhood. One of the experiences might affect him or her whole life. If this deep impression is a good experience, you could learn a lesson form it. Even it could change your thinking or cultivates positive values and look at things in a proper way. On the other hand, if that deep impression is a bad experience, you might start to feel afraid of something or someone. In my case, I have an experience I have never forgotten. My experience made me realize that sometimes you think those people is your “best friends”, but in fact, they are not your “true friends” at all.
In my junior school, students were streamed according to ability. I was placed to a good class. My classmates and I studied hard everyday. We even studied until 10:00pm at school in the weekdays and came to school on Saturday. We were very busy because we had to get the highest grade. Therefore, we were spoiled by almost teachers and we could enjoy special privileges. For example, we did not need to do any cleaning up areas in school because teachers thought our time should be spend on taking test instead of cleaning up. And of course, living in such environment, we would feel proud of ourselves. We only hanged out with our classmates; we never hanged out with other students. Nobody would feel this was a weird custom because everyone used to it.
I had many close friends. We were always at the same group, same class and same society. Not only we thought we were best friends, but also all people thought we were true friends, too. We did not talk to other students and we did not care about other students, therefore, we did not have any friends outside the class. But one day, when I went to the restroom, there was a girl said hello to me. I also said hi to her. Her name was Joyce; she was from the other class. She told me she would like to get to know me. But I did not take it seriously. After that, sometimes she