Misfortune May Be an Actual Blessing
Misfortune may be an actual blessing As a Chinese proverb goes, “Misfortune may be an actual blessing.” I underwent some events several years ago and I learned from them. My failure in the college entrance examination and the life of university in China was a precious memory as well as a good lesson for me. Finally, the chance to study abroad must be the excellent choice for me. I learned from my experience that something happened unsuccessfully might not be the eventual ending, and a turning point is always waiting for you if you try hard or go another way. Although it was four years ago, I still remember the day when I checked my scores for the college entrance examination in China. It was a hot summer night but the feeling I felt inside was cold. I lay on my bed for hours without having dinner and all I could think of was “what should I do?” My parents didn’t know how to comfort me but I saw their worries through their eyes. For the next couple days, I tried to forget my failure temporarily by hanging out with friends, travelling, and even celebrated my 18 years old birthday party with friends.
Unfortunately, the feeling of failure came back shortly. I was very confused, depressed, and
Wang 2 even hopeless at that period of time. Finally I made a decision to spend another year preparing myself for the college entrance examination again. “Are you crazy? The university can’t decide your future but yourself do.” One of my best friends was shocked when she heard my decision and she didn’t think it’s a good idea. “I want to give myself another chance to do better because I thought I was capable.” I said to myself and I promised. The life of my second year was quite hard but it was meaningful. I enrolled in another high school, which produced education for college entrance examination preparation. Without bringing my cell phone, computer or any entertainments with me, I endured more mental pressure than physical. I met some girls at that school and we
Unfortunately, the feeling of failure came back shortly. I was very confused, depressed, and
Wang 2 even hopeless at that period of time. Finally I made a decision to spend another year preparing myself for the college entrance examination again. “Are you crazy? The university can’t decide your future but yourself do.” One of my best friends was shocked when she heard my decision and she didn’t think it’s a good idea. “I want to give myself another chance to do better because I thought I was capable.” I said to myself and I promised. The life of my second year was quite hard but it was meaningful. I enrolled in another high school, which produced education for college entrance examination preparation. Without bringing my cell phone, computer or any entertainments with me, I endured more mental pressure than physical. I met some girls at that school and we