Not good when you're the underdog all the time and you have to try harder to convince everyone that you are good.
I used to try so hard to convince my family members that I was good. But then my sister has taken the glory of everyone's light. She got all the good stuff (well, she was a lot older than all of us anyway) showered on her when she did well. I was supposed to be the stupid one in the family.
My mom would always get mad at me when she had to teach me to read Chinese words. I could read the chapter in Chinese, read it very well because I could remember it line by line without looking at it, but my mom went further. She took out a piece of paper, poked some holes on it, then placed it on top of the chapter that I had read so fluently a while ago, pointed to the words that would appear on those holes and asked me what those words were. Needless to say, I would become lost. I could never figure out those stupid words when they stood by themselves. I couldn't pass my mom's test. She got mad at me. Then my grandma would come by to rescue me. She would tell my mother not to get mad at me when she tried to teach me, she thinks it would only make it worse for me. And grandma was right about that!
Then there was a time my report card was so bad. I have not studied for my exams. so had failed most subjects that needed studying. My mom was totally mad, and I was so scared I fainted - passed out! My grandmother blamed my mom for scaring me, so my mother pretty well left me alone after that incident and didn't bother with me again. I managed to learn on my own, regardless. Hahahaha!!! This was 100% the true story of my life when I was small. Even the servants in our house laughed at me for being stupid.
My big break was when I came to Canada. My less favorable brother of the family who also felt left out was in Utah attending university. He came to Canada after he graduated, found a job here and applied to sponsor me over to Canada, and so I came. I went to apply for a course in college, a computer and accounting course, and boy!... did I ever find myself! I never knew I was actually a smart girl! I was a wiz on the computer, and everyone (my classmates) came to me for advice. My teacher praised me so often I was like over the moon and back.
In the beginning, I didn't have grade 12 experience which was a pre-requisite for the course, I had to take a test to prove my level. After the test, I found out that I actually had the grade 12 experience because the education system in Hong Kong was much higher than the education system here in Canada, so I was allowed to take the course. The accounting course I also took pretty well set my career path with the Canadian government, I was happy to get the job.
My parents came here to Canada and were happy that I've got a government job, considering I wasn't doing well when I was in Hong Kong. But still, as I have mentioned before, whatever all of us do in the family, it is considered a second-class success compared to my sister's. In my parents' eyes, no one can outshine her. My sister was very loyal to my parents though, she kept giving them money to support their spending even when they had money of their own to spend. My husband and I did too to scrape out some (a small amount) and gave to them for their spending also, just to spoil them as though they were our kids. LOL!!!
My sister made a lot of money, but she didn't care about the money. If you would ask her to lend you some money, she would give it to you and never asked you back for it. I am the same way as well. We took after our dad. My dad loved helping others. He would give you his last cent if you asked him.
Oh, look! What you have made me spilt out: Part of my life story with those few intriguing lines you wrote! WTG... Stephen!!!
As the stronger of twins, my brother and I always looked out for those that were treated badly by other kids and made to be underdogs. We included them in our activities. In later life I've helped out many and each one that I did gave me great happiness.
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I used to try so hard to convince my family members that I was good. But then my sister has taken the glory of everyone's light. She got all the good stuff (well, she was a lot older than all of us anyway) showered on her when she did well. I was supposed to be the stupid one in the family.
My mom would always get mad at me when she had to teach me to read Chinese words. I could read the chapter in Chinese, read it very well because I could remember it line by line without looking at it, but my mom went further. She took out a piece of paper, poked some holes on it, then placed it on top of the chapter that I had read so fluently a while ago, pointed to the words that would appear on those holes and asked me what those words were. Needless to say, I would become lost. I could never figure out those stupid words when they stood by themselves. I couldn't pass my mom's test. She got mad at me. Then my grandma would come by to rescue me. She would tell my mother not to get mad at me when she tried to teach me, she thinks it would only make it worse for me. And grandma was right about that!
Then there was a time my report card was so bad. I have not studied for my exams. so had failed most subjects that needed studying. My mom was totally mad, and I was so scared I fainted - passed out! My grandmother blamed my mom for scaring me, so my mother pretty well left me alone after that incident and didn't bother with me again. I managed to learn on my own, regardless. Hahahaha!!! This was 100% the true story of my life when I was small. Even the servants in our house laughed at me for being stupid.
My big break was when I came to Canada. My less favorable brother of the family who also felt left out was in Utah attending university. He came to Canada after he graduated, found a job here and applied to sponsor me over to Canada, and so I came. I went to apply for a course in college, a computer and accounting course, and boy!... did I ever find myself! I never knew I was actually a smart girl! I was a wiz on the computer, and everyone (my classmates) came to me for advice. My teacher praised me so often I was like over the moon and back.
In the beginning, I didn't have grade 12 experience which was a pre-requisite for the course, I had to take a test to prove my level. After the test, I found out that I actually had the grade 12 experience because the education system in Hong Kong was much higher than the education system here in Canada, so I was allowed to take the course. The accounting course I also took pretty well set my career path with the Canadian government, I was happy to get the job.
My parents came here to Canada and were happy that I've got a government job, considering I wasn't doing well when I was in Hong Kong. But still, as I have mentioned before, whatever all of us do in the family, it is considered a second-class success compared to my sister's. In my parents' eyes, no one can outshine her. My sister was very loyal to my parents though, she kept giving them money to support their spending even when they had money of their own to spend. My husband and I did too to scrape out some (a small amount) and gave to them for their spending also, just to spoil them as though they were our kids. LOL!!!
My sister made a lot of money, but she didn't care about the money. If you would ask her to lend you some money, she would give it to you and never asked you back for it. I am the same way as well. We took after our dad. My dad loved helping others. He would give you his last cent if you asked him.
Oh, look! What you have made me spilt out: Part of my life story with those few intriguing lines you wrote! WTG... Stephen!!!
Sandie :)
Ron