Introduction and Reflection
This project was done very recently. This project focus on what you believe. You need to state your true believe statement. The biggest difficult I faced was to choose a deep and meaningful belief statement. I thought about family and wisdom. I believe that wisdom is the most important thing. But I didn't really experienced anything on it. So instead I wrote about my family.
This project was done very recently. This project focus on what you believe. You need to state your true believe statement. The biggest difficult I faced was to choose a deep and meaningful belief statement. I thought about family and wisdom. I believe that wisdom is the most important thing. But I didn't really experienced anything on it. So instead I wrote about my family.
Deep in Heart
I believe that although sometimes your love
ones do or say things that hurt you, their love is hidden deep inside their
heart. Most of the times you cannot sense it, but it’s absolutely there. J.K
Rowling wrote “One can never have enough socks," said Dumbledore from
Harry Potter. "Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn't get a
single pair. People will insist on giving me books.” We all know the man with
long white beard and were always smiling. When Dumbledore was young, he devoted
himself to his dream which indirectly caused his family to fall apart. He
regretted it all the time in the rest of his life. He didn’t find his family
important and thought his family as a encumbrance to his dreams when his family
was still there. He found his love to his family after his family broke apart.
And it was too late.
When I was 13, my mother brought me to the US. She hoped that I could get in a good private high school there so she submitted applications to several high schools and asked me to take the SSAT test. Hopelessly, I prepared for half a year and went to take the test. I did very badly. I scored like 2022 and ranked 45%. My mother’s mood dropped significantly those days. She looked like she was eating slugs whenever looked at me and never said good words. One day, when I was doing homework in my room, I heard my mother shouting loudly at my brother: “Do you want to know what you will become if you play games every day? Look at your sister!!”
I was struck. I think she never bothered to avoid me when she loudly shouted those words out. I felt like being hit right on my head. I felt a great hatred floating in my heart, it was not my fault that I didn’t do good, who will pass an American school admission test with poor English and without any training at all? The fact that I would fail is almost certain from the moment she signed me up for ssat. I decided not to talk to my mother anymore.
But soon I changed my mind. My mother didn’t apologize for what she said that day, but I heard her making phone calls very late at night with my father discussing my future; talking about the amount of money they need to prepare to send me to SUIS, comforting each other by saying that the failure this time will not affect my life….
Although forgiveness is hard, I soon realized that she only said those things because she cared. My mother never shows how much she loves me. My mother, as a college professor, holds the figure of a scholar. Maybe she’s just not used to show her true emotions. But deep inside her heart, she loves me. She can express her love for me with my dad, but not with me.
I stopped trying to find traces of my mom’s love because I know that it is useless. She seldom shows it. Even though she looks like a demon when she stands in front of me, I still believe that she loves me. I simply trust my mom, and always think positively when she said terrible words to me. Your family, who are the only people on the world that you can trust, needs you to understand them. This I believe.
When I was 13, my mother brought me to the US. She hoped that I could get in a good private high school there so she submitted applications to several high schools and asked me to take the SSAT test. Hopelessly, I prepared for half a year and went to take the test. I did very badly. I scored like 2022 and ranked 45%. My mother’s mood dropped significantly those days. She looked like she was eating slugs whenever looked at me and never said good words. One day, when I was doing homework in my room, I heard my mother shouting loudly at my brother: “Do you want to know what you will become if you play games every day? Look at your sister!!”
I was struck. I think she never bothered to avoid me when she loudly shouted those words out. I felt like being hit right on my head. I felt a great hatred floating in my heart, it was not my fault that I didn’t do good, who will pass an American school admission test with poor English and without any training at all? The fact that I would fail is almost certain from the moment she signed me up for ssat. I decided not to talk to my mother anymore.
But soon I changed my mind. My mother didn’t apologize for what she said that day, but I heard her making phone calls very late at night with my father discussing my future; talking about the amount of money they need to prepare to send me to SUIS, comforting each other by saying that the failure this time will not affect my life….
Although forgiveness is hard, I soon realized that she only said those things because she cared. My mother never shows how much she loves me. My mother, as a college professor, holds the figure of a scholar. Maybe she’s just not used to show her true emotions. But deep inside her heart, she loves me. She can express her love for me with my dad, but not with me.
I stopped trying to find traces of my mom’s love because I know that it is useless. She seldom shows it. Even though she looks like a demon when she stands in front of me, I still believe that she loves me. I simply trust my mom, and always think positively when she said terrible words to me. Your family, who are the only people on the world that you can trust, needs you to understand them. This I believe.