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From the moment I emerged from my mother's womb, my journey
of growing up began. From a helpless infant to a toddler learning to walk,
and then to a student going to school, there are countless stories to tell
and experiences to share.
I remember when I was five years old, attending pre-school. During recess,
while playing with my classmates, I accidentally pushed one of them, causing
her to fall and bleed from her nose hitting the steps. Later, my family took
me to visit her and apologize for my mistake. From that moment, I learned
that I should take responsibility for my actions.
One summer night when I was seven years old, I went to buy beer for my dad.
As I was climbing the stairs with a bottle in my hand, I tripped and fell,
breaking the glass bottle and cutting my hand deeply. My body was covered in
blood as I ran back home, causing my parents to panic and rush me to the
hospital. I received three stitches on the inside of my hand, and my parents
comforted me with their love, healing my wounds.
As I continue to journey through life, my elementary school years have
passed, and I entered the halls of junior high school. This period was
memorable because I joined a sports team. I had never played a sport before,
so my curiosity was at an all-time high. For three years, my teammates,
coaches, and I worked hard and competed. During summer vacation, we traveled
out of town for competitions and even won some prizes. After the games, we
would visit local tourist attractions. Through this experience, I learned
the meanings of teamwork, friendship, mutual assistance, shared hardships,
and happiness.
Unfortunately, I eventually gave up on this path.
After graduating from junior high school, I attended a vocational school.
Someone once said, "Entering vocational school is like entering half of
society." At first, I didn't understand this statement, but as time went on,
I realized that vocational school teaches you valuable life lessons.
Now, I have graduated from vocational school and am about to embark on the
journey of college life. The journey of growing up continues, and there are
many more stories waiting for me. |
