Staying middle school was the last school life before I came here. In junior school, I’m still a little child and cannot realize and recept the mean of life and the reason for exist. Just got up early everyday, wore the clothes which my mum prepared for me. I try to be a good student, and never to be myself during that time, until I went to middle school.
When I first time realized, study is not the only thing of my life in middle school was one of my friend left school when I was in year 8 and went to work. I asked her what you want to do, a singer, a worker, or even a people do nothing and struggle in the society. There was no answer. Life is not easy, but to be self also not. She ran through herself but still cannot run out of the life.
During that time, I fall into a cycle, why we study? Have a good life? Why we want to have a good life? Enjoy it? Why we don’t enjoy now? So we should play now, why not? I think, think, think……firstly, I think everyone find the way out and school is one stair of them. It still cannot persuade me, and now I just think, school is a place where give to every one to let them stay in and thinking, also finding the way to themselves.
In middle school I don’t think I learn lots of knowledge but I knew more about the life and where shall we go.
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