At the age of 20, I dropped out from school. It was a reckless decision against my parents, but I hoped to belong somewhere else.
At the age of 10, I went abroad to study. I was young and was not really aware of what I was doing. The young lady with black hair and brown eyes was just happy by the fact that she was on an airplane. But after few days of having exciting days at my new place, the school started. I thought the school would be as much interesting as the days I had before.
Surprise! To my expectation, the kids at my school seemed a little confused to have an Asian girl as their classmates. There were only nine people in my class, who seemed to be a 'snob'. They asked me questions like 'Where is Korea?' 'Did you watch the World Cup?' 'Is Korea close to China?' These children had no idea about the nation called Korea, and could not feel any connection to me.
So whenever I got back home, I cried and cried. I did not want to go to school. But I could not always be depressed and sad. I had to get along with them. So my family invited the classmates at home and had a barbeque party. There, we could have conversation, introduce different cultures, and many happy laughs.
After that day, I made few best friends. I was invited to their birthday party, sleepover party, and even a disco party. My six semesters in school was an unforgettable moment. It taught me how to become friends with whom does not like me, it taught me how to speak in another language, and it taught me how to understand different cultures.
Because of this, I always wished to go back. So I took a bold step forward to quit school, and prepare for another one back in England. Although I was unable to make my reckless plan happen, I still have that desire to go back. Maybe, someday, I might go back and have a career there. Until then, I should put my best effort in where I belong.
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