I remember, from 4th Grade my score was going up steadly. I didn't hate the exams any more. My parents started to talk about my school work with thier friends and relatives. Evething has it's good side and bad side. There were some of my classmates were very jealous about my changing. They gave me hard times, but I went through it. Cause I knew be a good score student is worth.
When I was in Mid school, I was top 3 stupent in our Grade, Top 5 in our school. I loved my school, teachers, classes. My father let me took some interesting courses could hep my classes in winter and summer holidays.
High school, I went to the second good school in my hometown. I was proud of myself to be a good student. I was representing my school to attended some competitions. I was on TV, Newspapers. On summer vacation of my second year of high school. I went to a hotel translation interview. That afternoon, there was another girl was competing that position. The job requires the translator should speack fluent Mongolian and Chinese. I had some successful experiences with attending Mongolian or Chinese speach competitions. I knew I can handle this job. But the sad thing was they chose another girl was tall, slim, pretty. She even could not say " economics" in Chinese. So, that unhappy experience let me learned, people not just choose your inside, they also picky on your surface.
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