My weakness, my strength.
Wednesday, November 7th, 2007
The other day I was sharing with my students that I would always make my Achilles’ heel a shining armour of mine one day. I would never let my weakness overpower me, hence my success today….
I went to a Chinese primary school and when I was in Form one, I opted out Chinese as a subject of study. Therefore, I was being placed in a class with mostly English speaking peers. I had no choice but to converse in English, despite how atrocious my English was. I was impeded to use the language in public, lest I would embarrass myself with a mouthful of broken English. English was the most dreaded subject then. To add salt to the wound, even my own cousins made fun of my English.
I was not discouraged, instead I was even more determined to improve and better my imperfection. Alas, who would ever imagine, I am a proud First Class B. Ed. TESL graduate today, and secured a job with a prominent University even before graduating. English, once my phobia, is now my forte. Looking back at those who once jeered, they are silenced now, why aren’t they laughing? I laugh last, therefore I laugh best. I owe them a ‘thank you’, their mocks were the impetus to my success!
I am proud and I am smiling proudly each time I look at my scroll, each time I see myself in the fiery red robe topped with the mortarboard. To quote what Shasha said: “I am even more proud to be able to make my parents and my hubby proud of me.”
