Myfather and my mother inspire me, motivate me and shape me into who I am today.They are my towers of strength. They guide and give me the power to battle barrierin life. Who I am today, and who I will become in the future definitely involvethe full support and the full love of my parents. The people I always callmother and father have made me dedicated and have turned me into a strongfighter of my own war of life.
They are not the most famous people in theworld, however, they are just special ordinary people that make me believe inmyself and make me believe that I will be somebody. My father became my leadingexemplar of my education. His hard work led him to become a Math outstandingstudent during the French Colony in Cambodia and graduated from high schoolwith a good grade, and likewise, his strong commitment to a higher educationmade him achieve scholarship domestically and internationally. My father,directly and indirectly, convinces me to not give up on my education and alwaysinspires me to even pursue the higher one. His study journey shows me if myfather can do it during one of the most difficult times back then, so I willdefinitely do it during this time. Being one of the youngest sons in hisfamily, he was told to drop out of school so many times regarding the lack offinancial support. Among all of his siblings, however, he was the only one whorefused to follow and worked his tail off to get some money for his familywhile studying at the same time. All of his hard work for education and his achievementinspire me so much, that made me study extremely hard during my high school.
The motivation from his study journey gave me strengths that I end up becominga Math outstanding student, graduating with Grade A and getting a scholarshipfor my undergraduate degree. Being a leading light of thefamily, my father would never let me just give up. I am taught that failure isthe mother of success, and I am also taught to believe in myself and to be okayto dream big. Back when I was in grade 9, there was a national Math competitionfor secondary school students. I joined it as everyone said I was good at Math,however, I failed since the first round, which made me feel ashamed of myselfand wanted to quit school right after.
I locked myself in my room withoutturning on any light and refused to have any meal. I got a very long letterfrom my father that he sliced it under my door to let me see his failures whenhe was about my age. Finished reading his letter, my eyes burst into tears. Icried because I was so proud of him, and it was also a cry to end my failureand to start a new chapter of life.
In that letter, my father showed me how heused to fail to enter the top class in his high school, how he failed to beselected to join IMO (International Mathematics Olympiad), and how he struggledto succeed in his first business. Comparing my difficulties right now to thedifficulties he met twenty years ago, I started to trust myself that I willdefinitely accomplish my goal as long as I stand up whenever I get knockeddown. My mother is a good cook inthe family, but besides that, she also plays an important role in my life aswell. My mother has taught me to always carry a smile and to look at thepositives in life instead of fretting about the negatives.
Back to my high school,when I was in grade 10, I took the Singaporean scholarship examination for highschool students, however, I failed. I was so frustrated, and I thought it wasthe end of my world. My mother came to me and persuaded me to keep that failureas an experience.
She told me to focus on my future instead of looking back tothe paste. Her advice also helps me a lot especially when I started my lifeabroad. Being here alone sometimes stresses me out, and my mother is the onewho keeps telling me to see the bright side and put the dark side as theopportunity to gain new challenges and experience. When I just finished my one-yearKorean language and came to Kyung Hee for my undergraduate degree, my firstsemester was horrible as 80% of all my classes were taught in Korean. I was truly about to drop out of school andwent back home, but my mother calmed me down. She told me not to force myself intofeeling depressed, but instead, to appreciate my own hard work, and to acceptthe result because that was the best I could do.
She told me not to give up ona small difficulty because I am going to meet a harder one in the future. Eventhough I am really busy with my study, but my mother keeps calling me everyweek to check how I am doing here. I was so grateful that mymother, who never attended college, was trying her hardest to earn money and tohelp support the family, especially me. Before my father went for his Ph.D. inJapan, I spent almost my everyday time with my mother because she was ahousewife without any extra job. Eventually, things got changed a bit after my fathergot his scholarship to Japan. The living allowance my father got from hisscholarship could only keep himself survive, so my mother needed to dosomething to get money.
I went to school as normal, and my mother got a storein the supermarket. She left early in the morning and came back late at night,so we spent less and less time together. Fights led to more fight almost everyday up until one day when my mother finally broke down. She cried and told meshe wanted things for my own good, and she also told me she wanted a brightfuture for me so that I would not have to work as hard as she did just for aliving. I admired her for speaking up to me and always buying things I yearnfor with her little money while she could not even dare to buy for herself.Other mothers might not be speaking, but instead, yelling at their kids forasking them many questions. Both of my parents have always been teaching me to abe strong and independent woman.
Growing up watching my parents fighting for aliving instead of divorcing because of the financial issue like many othercouples did was what really made them my role model. They did not just stop andlet the poorness control and separate them apart. They both tried their bestand kept moving forward together. Each of them teaches me not to let anythinghandicap me from doing what I want to do in life. I am so thankful that I havemy personal counselor whom I can talk with about my personal life, my educationprocess, and my future plan.
When I grow old with my own children, I hope I canbe there for my kids, and make an unforgettable impact on their lives just likethe way my parents have been doing for me.