I have blurry vision but I have clear vision. I, Margarethe Nathania B. Albalos, a sixteen-year-old girl, I'm still discovering who I am. Growing up with a simple life with my family in our warm home is more than enough. With my red-framed glasses, that's the first thing they seem. Seeing simple things in life as it passes by my sentimental heart, it is valued within just who I am today.
As a student, entering the school with determination, not only by myself. Without my fellow students, how would I've endured this thrilling and exhausting ride sitting in the STE passenger seat. As a daughter and the eldest under a humble home by being me, I can grow up merrily. As life passes by, I'll cherish it each time. With my very best, I hope to be well and keep mine with care. With music, arts, and more, it's a colourful stroke remaining vibrant. Growing up feels weird but I'll enrich fortitude for the future. The future is intimidating—after all, I'm still a girl with a dream to achieve.
Achieving my dream, to be a successful hematologist, takes time. Each stepping stone, taking it slowly, patience is vital. To be a grown-up one day, these thoughts are overwhelming. Helping my parents one day is such a dream. I hope my younger self would also be proud of who I’ve become. A fragile girl and the story continues, it’s my first time living. Even with my blurry vision and my clear vision, your fragile young girl endured.
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