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Born into an ideal family, have highly-educated parents, went to the best elementary school and the best high school in the area, learned music and took part in performances since I was very young, took charge of various school activities…… it’s me, a girl who was gained many honors admired by students of the same age and often praised by teachers. But, beneath the gloss of brilliance success was a terrible twenty-year. In the past decade, I even nearly lost myself. Where am I? What is my dream career? Why do I study so hard? I seemed to be caught up in a whirling vortex of competition and flooded with test marks, awards, homework, textbooks……
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Nearly all the Chinese children are fighting a life-and-death struggle, while parents are constantly striving for something to be proud of. At a dinner party, parents brag about what exceptional grades and awards their children have recently acquired. Other families retaliate by describing how late their children stay up at night doing homework. Even the host draws attention to her son’s computer competition awards displayed prominently in the living room. But what happens to those parents whose children don’t excel enough? They can’t get a word in edgewise, wishing that they were some insignificant piece of dust in the corner of the room. These parents, however, making their children the most pitiful ones, buy countless textbooks, dash home, and send them to the dreaded subsidiary courses or a “look-at-Wang-who-got-
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/ F# ~/ t% t4 |6 @+ N7 `6 A* A% UTsinghua” lecture. Even if the shell-shocked children spare no effort, they can still hear their parents whispering in the kitchen asking, “why did we not get a child like Wang?” The stress placed upon these battered children is enormous. They cannot help but feel frustration, pain, and uselessness when they see that their achievements do not meet their parents’ expectations. The sad part is that, due to the flaw of education, the majority of even the children agree to participate in this cruel comparison war and try their best to fight. No interesting games, no true friendship, no happy learning…where is so-called “Golden Childhood”?
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9 `! {/ ]& A/ o* c) dI was once one of those ill children until I met Bill, a childlike American teacher. He was our English teacher in summer camp. I still remember that day, when he taught class in high spirits, I played paper-folding under the desk, turning a deaf ear to the heated discussion. Class over, I cleared up the mess, feeling fortunate not to be criticized. “Oh! A paper boat! It’s great! Can it sail at sea...and ... a frog!” It’s Bill! I jerked my head up, seeing that he was staring at my paper-things, as if he found something unparalleled in the world. His eyes, I will never forget, full of curiosity and admiration. “Could you give me one of them as a gift?” A pink flush suddenly spread over my cheeks. “Let me use better paper to make a more delicate one for you, if you like.” I murmur. “Thank you, but this is great enough. Could you give me this boat?” He seemed to request an art work from an outstanding artist, holding the boat gently in cupped hands. I nodded in silence and in this second I found myself. I finally was able to see my own special talents that define who I really am. Maybe they are not something big and excellent, but with this discovery, I also found my self-worth and the ability to believe in myself. I no longer mope about the house, wondering why I was not blessed with the ability that many other Chinese have. Now, I realize that the talents I do have are special and unique in me.
0 X+ z2 G5 P: e$ d8 H9 VLike Bill, I love to chat about strange things with kids, play pirates together with them, tell Snow White to them and so on. Whenever I saw thousands of Chinese children are following the same road as we did and gradually losing themselves in the horrible war, I tell myself that I die to make difference to the Chinese education! I attempted to major in Childhood Education in Chinese university, but I could not find a suitable place for me to go. As a country on the brink of an education revolution, China needs diverse voices. As a girl who has often wished to make her parents proud, I want my mother and father to feel satisfied not merely when comparing me to other students but by truly recognizing the accomplishments that I’ve achieved. I know University of Minnesota offers Programs of Childhood Education and its prestige and reputation for excellence always draws students from all corners of the globe. I hope that I can bring my own distinct opinions to the US and back to China. By ameliorating Chinese education, I also hope to lessen the competitive drive that reduces so many students and parents to tears. |
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