In recent years, I've spent the New Year with my grandmother, as my parents don’t return home for the holiday. When others ask why my parents don’t come home, for those who genuinely care about us, I say it's because my parents can't afford to spend the money to come back for the New Year. For those who are insincere, I tell them they’ll return only in the summer.
I’ve gotten used to life at school, where spending time with my classmates and teachers is so enjoyable. At home, I find myself longing to return to school more than I ever longed to return home while at school. When I’m at home, it feels like there are no relatives, and very few people who truly care about us. I never used to talk about my relatives, but now I see they are insincere and petty. I feel uncomfortable around them. Whenever there’s some benefit to be gained, there are conflicts. What confuses me the most is how even familiar neighbors, and sometimes even relatives, treat us this way. It makes me feel helpless. I admit that we are poor, but does being poor mean we deserve to be looked down upon and mocked? Everyone has dignity. When you cross someone’s bottom line, you’re planting the seeds of resentment, which might quietly explode one day. I really don’t like this, whether it’s from my father’s side of the family or my mother’s side. I truly envy those harmonious big families. You’d think that since we’re all siblings, we wouldn’t make such a fuss over small things. How I wish I had an aunt whom I love and who loves me back. How I wish I had an uncle who is kind to me and whom I can be good to. But I don’t have that. My own uncle is closer to others than to us. He won’t even stop by my house for a moment, yet he’ll go to other people’s homes for meals. Others give heavy gifts when visiting, while we’re treated like outsiders. I see everything and keep it in my heart. I know that the ones who are truly hurt and saddened by this are my parents. But right now, I can’t share their burdens. However, one day, I will rise above this and make sure no one looks down on our family again. The world is cold and people are unpredictable, and dealing with others is always so difficult.
I am a poor child, and poverty has taught me to work even harder. It has taught me to cherish every bit I earn through hard work. Poverty has made me understand the cold and warmth of the world and has made me learn independence at an early age. Everything has two sides, and often the bad things in life help you grow faster. You should thank those who hurt you because they are the ones who make you stronger. I once heard a saying: "Perhaps some people appear in your life just to teach you a lesson." Don’t complain about anything; instead, be grateful for everything you have.
My mother says most people want to see you live in poverty. The better you do, the more they envy you. I think there’s some truth to that. But I believe those who think like this will never achieve greatness. If you can’t tolerate others being better than you, you’ll never be able to accomplish anything big.
“Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west.” All suffering is temporary, and happiness can’t last forever either. There’s no such thing as a road that leads directly down to the earth or up to the heavens. Life is the same way. You never know what tomorrow will bring. Tomorrow’s you, today’s you, and yesterday’s you are never the same. What you should do is cherish the present and live in a way that you can be proud of. Years later, when you look back on your past, you want to be able to say you did everything with a clear conscience. My mother says it doesn’t matter how others treat us; what’s important is that our family lives in harmony. I would add that what matters most is your own mindset. Don’t let others influence your beautiful life.
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