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The poor girl's beautiful metamorphosis

 水一烛 2015-09-14

The poor girl's beautiful metamorphosis

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Takeaway: "I a person can go to school" so far I still remember the first day of school in the nervous and lingering worries, when everyone was out of the boring high school life, into a new campus and full of anticipation and excitement of free time, I looked at around two gigantic duffel bag, sitting alone people busy railway station, is really mixed feelings.In order to
"I can go to school"
Up to now I still remember the first day of school nervous and lingering worries, when everyone is out of the boring high school life, into a new campus and full of anticipation and excitement of free time, I looked at around two gigantic duffel bag, sitting alone people busy railway station, is really mixed feelings.A few hundred dollars to save the money I decided to take the past bedding or something.This is the first time that I grow so big out of town, the first time by train, don't even know what to do next, even seldom go to the town I usually after ten hours will arrive in a completely unfamiliar city.
Off the train at first sight I saw her father, see a familiar face in a crowded let my heart feel great comfort.Not see him again a year old many, now grey hair and wrinkles face remind me that he is already over 60 years old.Although he don't even know when my the university entrance exam, but when I told him my school in Beijing, I heard the joy in his voice."How to use a broken bag luggage?"Duffel bag with on the train so many people broke a gulp, inside the bedding.Outbound later to see the ground of those who sleep in the newspaper, then look at he cheated on the dusty duffel bag and are likely to rupture at any time, I suddenly feel so fidgety eyes ache.In order to meet me yesterday he just arrived here from the construction site, estimates that suit is builders work clothes.The thought of his last night, too sleep on the floor of the cold, I felt so sad."Dad, you go, I a person can go to school, you don't have to send me, hurriedly go home."I will hand handed him a bag of food then I urged him to walk, I don't know where the courage to say to oneself can go to a person, I don't even know my school is in what direction.Looked at him I secretly underground decide far of figure, I want for myselfReading a bookTo fully independent, entered the university, because I know I can't ask what he did for me.
The first day of school was a sea of people, it seems that many students are standing behind a group of friends and family, some people even directly to the baggage to come over, easily to meet the new start.Really very long on the first day, so I took the first step in the university, the dead of night, I secretly said to himself: "come on, you can make it!"
Remember the girl limped room
Remember opening soon in the class of career planning, the teacher tells us that the opportunity is to rely on yourself, not from the sky.That sentence maybe for many wind blows without traces, but I put the words in the heart.
At less than a week I will get a job in fast-food restaurants near the school, a restaurant just opened need people to do advance publicity.I don't know where come of courage, knocking on each dormitory door, to introduce you to recommend, as long as the others can write their own on that one single dormitory and contact way, I can get fifty cents.To tell the truth at that time I really afraid, after all, in the face is a another unfamiliar faces, many times is disbelief and scorn eyes, but every time to open the door the moment I must to bury all the fear and upset, I will smile to them, even if finally is not willing to leave the others a few words I also want to endure.
Later in the fast-food restaurant meals, I began to do 12 noon and then hurried to go to school every day, every three hair money, because it is half past one class in the afternoon, time is really short, I just running back and forth, sometimes afraid of late just rice don't eat at noon is directly into the classroom.At night with their flyer from plug to each bedroom door.Apartment five districts, each district six floors, each level has about thirty dormitory, a single only two cents.That time really feel like in affliction drama, I accidentally sprained foot, during painful really want to give up, stubbornly, but I told myself to endure.Can't imagine the time past so long, incredibly anyone remember the girl limped room.
Receive life first job when hundreds of yuan salary, I feel so happy, other people's vision and discussion are not important, because it is earned by his own Labour.Later I went to the student affairs office for the teacher, hoping to find a job in the school.Was basically all positions have been filled, perhaps was persuaded by my courage and calm, a few days later she called let me go HuJiKe interview.In HuJiKe census, I just learn Excel can be applied to the investigation data, the essence of the teachers to save for a big part of the time.In fact they don't know I was in college to contact the computer.Remember the first time, I didn't even know how to boot, the results by the teacher asks: "whether you come in?"I was particularly aggrieved, because the teacher don't know me before that basically never touched a computer.
Always sit in the first row of the monitor
Since entering the university on the first day of the I know it must be the scholarship, I don't want to continue lending.So from the first lesson, I tell myself can't be late absenteeism, more can't reduce request.Most of the class I was sitting in the front, that no matter how noisy it behind my eyes stared at the man in front of the only, even if the back rows are empty, I also just sitting, perhaps in the eyes of many, the girl is so out of place.
Actually at that time I was how much is that some of the inferiority, even didn't look at the people behind, I think learning well, everything else.So for a whole year down everybody to my impression is that always sitting in the first row nearest the projector, the seat seems to always is my, even if the classroom is constantly changing.Many students talk of high count and linear algebra I got full marks, I became a student in the eyes of "man", this is really a black humor.The teacher in class PPT drab blue background let me drowsy, but the tip or inertia to a string of characters in a notebook, because I can't face miss a class of regret and guilt.
After the freshman I basically and bedroom only a few people have a contact, a also did not take part in class activities, because after I learned that needs to pay a few dollars to retreat.A freshman I got five thousand yuan to country pursues a scholarship, I did my promise, can go to university for their own.Even during Chinese New Year can be used to earn money for my father to buy a down jacket, for the first time to enjoy his daughter a little mind.
Freshman life is that in the past, most of the day is a person lead, when people say I'm cold, I suddenly felt compelled to change yourself, I don't want to four years after the classmate all don't know who I am.Sophomore year I decided to run for monitor.University is basically each busy, everybody knows that the shift of suffering, often dry ice run for class, finally had to be designated by the teacher to.Bravely when standing on the platform, first looked up at this group of students who are with one year to say what I want to be a monitor, I know I don't want to do the silence of the timid person.
That year the Mid-Autumn festival I have been thinking of how to get a class activities, I have no choice to dinner or go out to play, because the previous few applicants has become a lesson, I decided to give each one a piece of moon cakes, and then write a letter to each person.More than 30 people, I wrote a whole day, each letter is my true feelings and wishes, they are feeling in my freshman year of contact with them, although some only a few words of communication, but I hope they can see my sincere, let them feel the class is really like a home, I hope they can feel warm.That time I succeeded, because when the small gift sent to the hands of each person, I have received many thanks and blessings, see their reply, my heart is really warm.Someone told me that she has put the letter in the drawer of the most important position.Be people need feeling really good, my world is no longer only a person himself.

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