A Swimming Goggle

Few days ago, when I was cleaning up my room, I found an old swimming goggle. Although it is an old swimming goggle, it has special meaning to me. When I was a senior high school student, I was afraid of swimming. For me, it was a kind of torture. But the swimming course was required, I had to learn swimming. I am lucky that I have a patient and carrying teacher. The first class she told me I had to overcome my fear of water. Then I started my swimming course. After several weeks’ practice, it was still hard for me to move forward in the water. I wanted to give up. Fortunately, I have a carrying teacher. She always stands by my side and gives me comforts. She is not only my teacher but also my friend. Finally, I reached the goal she had set up for me. At the last class, she gave me a brand new goggle as a reward of my efforts. I realized that all my efforts were paying off.

A Self-centered Sister

Recently, I have trouble to share a room with my sister. She is a night school student. Whenever she went home, she would make a lot of noise. For example, she will turn on the television and raise the volume when I’m sleep. Further more, when I stay up late for my homework, she will talk to her fiends on the telephone in a loud voice or listen to the rock music. Our life styles are totally different. Few days ago, I talked to her about this situation. I said to her “Both of us have the rights to use this room. We have to respect each other.” She nodded her head but didn’t say anything in reply. At first, she did lower down the voice but few days later, she drop back into her old habits. I can’t stand her noise because that keeps me awake. The result is that, I almost fall asleep in the class. I talked with her again and she lashed out at me “It’s my freedom to use this room!” Then, she shot the door. My sister is a self-centered person. Once she thinks that she is right, no one can persuade her from doing so. I don’t know what’s wrong with her. Maybe she is in her rebellious phase. I hope the following days she can stay calm and not to get angry easily.

Carrying Hands

It was late at night; the weather was getting colder and colder. I was lying awake on my bed. My thoughts returned to my childhood. I remember when I was a little kid, every morning before I went to school, my grandmother would put the scarf tightly around my neck and give me a kiss on my cheeks. I knew it was an expression for her love but it really embarrassed me. One day, just as her usual habit, when her hands touched my skin, I lashed out at her “Don’t do that, I’m not a kid!” She didn’t say anything about my behavior, but from then on, she never do that again. I knew I had to say sorry to her, but somehow, I didn’t. Time passed by, I was not a little girl anymore. Sometimes, when I’m alone, I miss her gentle kiss and her carrying hands. One night, when I was lying awake on my bed; I heard some voice from living room. I left my room and found my grandmother sitting alone in the living room. Then, I walked to her and seated by her side. I told her I was very sorry for that morning. She just smiled and didn’t say anything. The next morning before I went to school, like her usual habit, she put the scarf tightly around my neck and gave me a gentle kiss on my cheeks. Then, she said “You are my little girl forever.” From then on, my guilt was no longer existed and our relationships become closer than before.

Procrastinator

My eyelids droop as I am typing my homework. It is late at night. I failed to manage my time well. It’s my bad habit. I’m used to put things off include my assignments. Then, when the time runs out, I get in trouble. I seated in front of my desk and thinking that why I’m so stupid to make the same mistake. Every time I told myself I have to finish my homework first, there is always another voice said that it’s ok to take a rest. Then I put off my assignments for hours and even forget to do it. The result is that I’m always one step behind in life. So, I decided to reschedule my time. I told myself I have to finish my homework as soon as I got home. Once I get used to this habit, I won’t be the one who are always putting things off. After all, the clock doesn’t stop for me.