Sometimes bad things should happen to us to make us appreciate the good ones.
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Have you ever heard about how one day can change your personality and the way you have been living almost all your life?
I was just sixteen year old girl, a rainbow chaser with a childish mind who had no thought for the morrow. While most of my friends and classmates had already decided on what they were going to do in the future I could not focus on anything; whatever I started doing with big excitement I never finished and just gave up. The only thing I really enjoyed, as long as I can remember, was writing, expressing my thoughts on a piece of paper. I was putting myself fully into this; unfortunately, my parents didn’t support me and didn’t take my hobby seriously. My dad wanted me to study something more specific. However I was too rebellious to live up to his expectations. My mom used to say that I was just a kid, not a good one though. I wasn’t doing well at school. I didn’t admit any rules and limitations. At school I was either absent or late. Every time. Looking back I realize that I didn’t understand the importance of my studies and I didn’t appreciate that time. I didn’t respect anyone.
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I clearly remember that day. It was the beginning of June. The weather still wasn’t hot. In my country it never is at that time of the year. I was finishing my tenth year at school; only two years left and I would finish high school, get my papers and make my parents proud of me.
I suddenly felt that someone placed a hand on my shoulder and involuntary shiver run through my body. I had a strange foreboding that something was going to steal my joy. My tutor. We had been getting on well and she believed that I could achieve high results. It was another thing that I did not want to achieve and I didn’t try my best. She said that my class was waiting for me to start drawing up the results of the year. Also she was going to tell us about the decisions they had taken during the meeting of The Teacher’s Council. I felt quite confident about myself, because I thought that everyone could see my potential and abilities and it should be enough to keep me in the school and forgive me my youth maximalism and extremes. I was wrong.
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Everybody was looking at me compassionately. My teacher fumbled nervously with her scarf. It was obvious that she didn’t relish delivering bad news to me. Actually, she said that I was expelled without getting into detail. I was as shocked as a mouse caught in a mousetrap. I could not believe it. It is over. My head started filling with questions instantaneously. Why? Is it true? What I am going to do now? How will my parents feel about it? In my country if you haven’t finished high school, it means that you don’t have a lot of prospects. I could not imagine what I was going to do. My future seemed cloudy and I suddenly realized that I can’t change anything. I had a chance to study, to get an education and choose my path but I ruined everything and let my parents down.
I inhaled deeply. How should people behave in such situations? I told everyone that I feel sorry about that and I know that it is all my fault, consequences of my actions; but that I was going to move on and learn from my mistakes.
The next five months of my life are not worth mentioning as I spent them reflecting on my past mistakes and reconsidering my values.
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The plane took off on time. My first time in the air. I am not afraid. I feel much better, relieved. I will start a fresh now. I remembered the words from my favourite film: “The bad things stay with you, they follow you, and you cannot escape them as much as you want to. All you can do is being ready for the good ones, so when they come, you invite them in.” I am ready. My parents always wished me the best which is why they didn’t give up on me. They sent me to England to better life and put a lot of new hopes, beliefs and plans in my suitcase. This is the first time I truly appreciate things. I decided to change my perception of life and take it more seriously. How can I regret being expelled from the school if it actually gave me an opportunity to continue my education abroad, have a peek inside myself and find the right way?
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