I can do it Right

            The intricacies of what my mother went through in her childhood were beyond the understanding of my innocent heart as a little girl. During 1960s, a Cultural Revolution was initiated by the Chinese Communist Party Chairman Mao Zedong which escalated rapidly. Numerous people were verbally and physically tormented. The revolution attributed to large number of deaths including my grandfather’s. At that time, my mother was just eleven years old. Her entire family was banished to a remote area in the country. My mother’s right to education was taken away from her. Being the oldest sibling, my mother, who was not accustomed to arduous labor work, had to work in a factory to earn bread for the family. Deprived of education, she helplessly watched other students commuting. Despite of her wailing and bemoaning heart, she told herself to be strong. Finally the time came when all her hard work paid off and she was able to attend university and graduate with honor. This motivated me to believe that I could accomplish anything if I kept faith in myself. Presently I am the director and anchorman of my school’s television station. Initially, I thought that the job would be easy, completely unaware of the challenges waiting ahead. My first topic was regarding the school’s grocer and if it could be considered a monopoly. It took me great deal of time and hard work to hunt students for interview. I finally found a male student and proceeded to ask him, “Do you think our grocer is a monopoly?” Silence. I tried again “Do you like shopping there?”

I asked it out no sooner than I regretted it. “En,” he answered. My hands had begun to become sweaty. I had failed to come up with any brilliant questions. After the interview, I was told that it was a complete disaster. It was my first task and despite of failure, I still learned from the mistakes I had made during the process. However my mind was in dilemma. What was I supposed to do next? Keep struggling, or quit? I was too ambivalent about the decision. Eventually, I decided to stay for I loved this job and surely, as compared to my mother’s struggle, mine seemed too trivial! I focused my energy on how to make the interviews more occupying and interesting. I tried my level best to master the dialogue and to bring forth exciting points. Sooner, I found another male student who seemed a good candidate for interview. This time, rather getting straight to the point, I started the interview by getting more friendly and familiar with the interviewee so as to observe his behavior and other interests. The interview, eventually, was a success and was played by the school’s television channel. I had won my battle. I have finally learnt how to progress, struggle and fight for my dreams. There is no such thing as predetermined failure. There are still numerous things to be accomplished but I have full faith in myself.