First Inspiration

A post from my other unpublicized blog.

Original posting time: 11:41 AM Wednesday, April 20, 2011

First Inspiration

Unsure of how this occurred, but a memory from so long ago wondered through my mind so late of yesterday/early today. A memory from early-mid 2008.

I had enrolled to take the entrance exam to the state's top high school - Mac.Robertson Girl's High School. It wasn't my choice in wanting to take the exam, my parent's forced me in taking it. All Asian parents at the time were forcing their children in taking this exam, always competing with each other to see who has the more intelligent child, the equivalent for guys was the Melbourne High School entrance exam. I think I was happy at the time with the school I was currently attending and I didn't want to move but it would be cool it see what I was able to achieve.

Before the exam, every Saturday I had tutoring for English by an old lady and Mathematics by this Asian guy (he was cocky, just saying...). I wasn't alone, this was actually a class of 25-30 "C" graded students. At times this got stressful for me because it was mid year and I had some sort of examination from each subject. It was breaking my balls.

On one of the few last lessons of tutoring, before the entrance exam, the old lady was... hrmm... being quite fond of me? I was so confused. Why me? There are clearly other students here who are greater than me. She kept a hand on my arm or shoulder, while she told me that she had a feeling that I would become something great. She saw that I had a confused/wtf expression so she said, "I know what you're thinking. Who cares what this old lady is saying, she's just rambling on. Blah, blah, blah. Well all I'm trying to say is that I have a feeling that you will become something great. You have a whole future a head of you, you'll achieve many things, I won't I'll only have a couple years to live, so make the best of it. Something in me is telling me that you will be great."

Obviously that's not the exact words that she said but it was something like this. I can't remember since this occurred four years ago, but she was enthusiastic about me.

In the end, I took the exam but I didn't pass. There's a certain amount of students picked from each high school and I wasn't one of them. A contributing factor as to why I didn't pass was because I was so sick on that day, my nose was running like a tap!

Even though I didn't pass, one thing that I will remember from all this is the old lady whom I don't remember her name and who didn't know a thing about me, believed so much in me.