Friday, October 27, 2006
When I was young, my primary teachers demanded that I sit straight, put hand hands behind my back and listen to her attentively. When I was young, my parents requested that I finish all assignment on time, ask teachers if I have questions, and get high mark in the exam. When I was young, my friends advised that I make more friends, play with them, and be happy all the time. Now I have grown up. I entered a university. Still, many people said to me that it was crucial that I listen to them and conform to their words. Because of their statements of urgency, I was more or less affected by their vital demand. The present I am the result of the constant modification of many years. Maybe I was born to be a cylinder, then, as years went by, I changed to a cubic. I am still changing greatly now because a sculptor named Jeannie is deliberating how to sculptor me a model of university student. Jeannie really concentrated on working on me, for I could feel that she cut off my sharp edges. I didn’t have the habit of organizing myself, didn’t like to finish all of the assignment., and neglected small matters. She never tolerated my defects. She just tried her best to cut them off. She insisted that I buy many binders and organize all my staff well and put them into different binders. She urged that I listen to her attentively and finish all of the assignment on time. She requested that I improve handwriting. Although she cut me hard, it was not easy for her to accomplish her task because I was a hard stone, and I blunted her knives. She was angry and used a harmer and a tack to chisel my defects. She was patient and never gave up. No matter how hard I was, I was just a stone but not iron. I began shaping myself in the way that Jeannie wished. She arranged one on one meeting with me for several times. She demanded that I obey her. She also reminded that how imperative it is that I adjust to university, and not university adjust to me. I apologized again and again and promised her to correct my errors. She said it was all right that I corrected my bad habits now because nobody would advise me when I formally entered the professors’ courses. Sun rises and descends. Jennie is sculpting Bob a university student.
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