Similarly, my story in primary school was not a big situation but it made me felt like I will never forgot it. When I was in grade 3, my teacher said I was a slow leaner because I didn’t answer her question correctly. In that time, something was not right in my country’s education system. The students should register to study tutor at their teacher’s house. All of my classmate went to my teacher’s house to study before the next class came. However, she charged a lots money for the torturing, I didn’t go there. When we were in class she didn’t teach much about the lessons because the students went to her torturing house that understood all the lessons. In the class time, she called my name and asked me “What is the color of the flowers in the poem?” I answered: “Red.” She said: “No”, and wanted me to answer again. I kept saying: “Red.” She asked me to give a longer answer. I said: “The flowers are red.” She got angry and yell at me: “Say it again!” I said: “The flowers are red.” I thought in my head: “What’s wrong with my answer?” She said “Answers my whole question, ‘What is the color of the flowers in the poem?’.” I said “The flowers in the poem are reds.” She said: “Why are you so slow? Answer my whole sentence when I ask you, ok?” In my thought, she didn’t say it clearly, she asked the color I answer the color. She …show more content…
Moreover, they instantly comment about it when they still not really understand it. Even they want you put you down more than want to encourage and help you out. Likely, when I was in middle school and I was in grade 9. I had to take a big exam to go to my favorite high school which has the best conditions and education system in my area. At that time, I felt so confident to myself that I could do it. On the contrary, people around me said that I couldn’t do it. “It’s so hard to go to that school?”, “Do you want to climb high and fall apart?” I knew my goals was high at that time, but it was not very high like they thought. Obviously, they made me felt bad. I was lost my belief. I thought: “Are they right?”, “Am I good enough to go to that school?” I talked to my mom and my friends. They said: “Forgot them! You can do it. As much as you try as much as you reach it.”… I was thinking over and over, then I believe them. I tried my best. I went to school every day, I practiced and did my homework all the time. As the result, after three months, I took the test and I passed it. Everything was so smooth to me when I got the result. Then I know I don’t need to listen to the bad things that would make me give up on my goals. I need to encourage myself first of