Change

Since I can remember, I have only two girl friends, all the way to uphold Ma Ma told to keep a low profile, must not be too flamboyant preschool education, I have gradually become a good girl in the eyes of parents. But sometimes I really envy my two childhood playmates, they like to play spoiled with their parents, or even play naughty, with all kinds of crying to achieve their goals, and I have never tried. When I played with them, I was never the one who made up my mind. When I was a child, I was fat and cute in the eyes of adults, but in the eyes of my peers, I was really inflexible and stupid. Three people jumped from the same canal, and only my own shoes got wet. I spent a long time in ridicule. Although young and ignorant, what I am sure is that I do not want this kind of life.

After school, I want to change my state all the time. I want to try to be the best in everything. At school, I listen to the teacher more than other children. I redouble my practice on all kinds of Mini Game at home. Whether it's skipping rope, kicking shuttlecock or leatherband, I want to be the best one among my companions. During that time, I went to practice every day after I finished my homework until my mother told me to go home for dinner. I think the first idiom I learned was: industry can make up for clumsiness. Later, I became the one who chose other people in the division, not the one who didn't want to choose where he was left.

Of course, academic achievement is also very important. my primary school is in the village, and there are less than 20 students in a class. My father is very strict with my study. I seldom make mistakes in exams. I am the teacher's monitor. But few people really listen to me. Some boys always make trouble. Later, I told my cousin in the same primary school that he was a senior. I cleaned up the boy. Since then, I simply feel that there is nothing to be afraid of in this school, and my character has become more and more domineering. Every time I ask my cousin to help me clean up the boys I hate. After every fight, I will say, "Don't tell your mother when you get home, or I'll beat you next time." That kind of feeling is exhilarating when I think about it, that is, I have developed a bit of a hot temper since then.

Later, I formed the habit of being domineering in front of my classmates, obedient and clever in front of teachers, and more sensible and considerate in front of parents. I thought I had a good control over the changes between scenes and roles, but I didn't want to be really stumbled by my bad habits.

In junior high school, I came to a better school in town, entered a key class, and met a lot of new classmates, but it made me feel inferior for a moment. Many of my classmates graduated from the town's central primary school, and most of the girls wore fashionable jeans and cartoon T-shirts. I most often wear that black tracksuit. So I try my best to make friends with the more conspicuous classmates in my class. In order to make up for my inferiority complex, I always show that I am not afraid of heaven and earth. A month later, we often chat between classes and go to the toilet together. I thought this was a friend, but I had no idea. I got the fourth place in the class in the first monthly exam. They told the teacher that I was copied. I was very angry and angry that they were unfounded. Angry at their mistrust, more angry at being looked down upon by others, but I dare not say anything, dare not question face to face, can only weep in the quilt at night. I have made up my mind that one day I will convince you. I had few friends at that time, and almost all the girls in the class alienated me. During the three years of junior high school, I never went out with my classmates at recess. I seized the time to study hard, and my grades got better and better every time. I saw those people I thought were my friends in the future. I just said hello with a smile and never made a deep acquaintance.

In the journey of life, there are gullies and potholes. We need to adjust and change ourselves all the time to adapt to this uneven road. Sometimes the determination to change comes from the awakening of our hearts, but more often this reality teaches us.