Describe how you accomplished a difficult task which required lots of hard work, determination and confidence (300 to 350 words at least)
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I was stressed.
I didn't know what to do. I had a deadline of two days to finish the task put ahead of me. That means I have exactly 48 hours before I could do this. I thought I must've done it all when our teacher told us to study five long, hard chapters in three days. But this? The entire science textbook in two days? I am just a child, how can I do it?
At least, that's what I told myself.
I rushed back home, declining requests from my friends about hanging out in the park. Grumbling curses, I took a maximum of five minutes to refresh, eat lunch and change clothes before I shut the door to my room and spread out papers, pencils, pens, my notebook, my textbook and a rough book in front of me.
Before I knew it, my mom called for dinner. I looked out the window. The moon was shining brightly down at the world. It seemed cheerful, like it was mocking me for all the trouble I was put through. So much for a good weekend. All my other friends must be going out for dinner right now, while I am stuck in a den with nothing but stationary, a hopefully good memory and determination. My mom called again, snapping me out of my thinking. I ran downstairs and stuffed the food in my mouth. My (sibling's gender/dad) asked me what was wrong, and I shook my head, indicating nothing was wrong. I was way too stuffed to answer back.
I chugged down a glass of water and ran back upstairs, plopping down on my chair and occasionally pacing around the room muttering the answer I was trying to ace. Five lessons were down. Six more to go. I looked at my clock. It was 2:30 am. I shut my textbook. My eyes were weary, my head hurt and there was nothing else I would like to do than have a nice, long sleep until Sunday, which so happened to be today. I climbed into my bed and my eyes shut before I knew it.
The next morning, same day, same schedule, same stress. I studied and studied and studied until my family got worried. I didn't call any of my friends, which was unusual for me. When I finally finished the last six chapters, I could almost hear and opus behind me. It was 1:00 am. I rushed to bed, worrying about the test tomorrow.
This was it. The final day. I went into the examination room, trying to revise everything I learnt last night. I took deep breaths to calm myself down when I didn't know the answer to a question and it wasn't on Multiple Choice Questions. I handed in my paper, beaming at how well I did. When everyone in class were talking about answers that were wrong, I was the one who corrected them.
When I came to school the next day, everyone congratulated me. Frowning with curiosity, I ran to the results that were pinned up on the board. Yes! I passed with an outstanding mark of 99.5/100! My classmates cheered and whooped for me when I stepped into the classroom. And that, my friends, is how hark work, determination and confidence will help you get through anything.
I didn't know what to do. I had a deadline of two days to finish the task put ahead of me. That means I have exactly 48 hours before I could do this. I thought I must've done it all when our teacher told us to study five long, hard chapters in three days. But this? The entire science textbook in two days? I am just a child, how can I do it?
At least, that's what I told myself.
I rushed back home, declining requests from my friends about hanging out in the park. Grumbling curses, I took a maximum of five minutes to refresh, eat lunch and change clothes before I shut the door to my room and spread out papers, pencils, pens, my notebook, my textbook and a rough book in front of me.
Before I knew it, my mom called for dinner. I looked out the window. The moon was shining brightly down at the world. It seemed cheerful, like it was mocking me for all the trouble I was put through. So much for a good weekend. All my other friends must be going out for dinner right now, while I am stuck in a den with nothing but stationary, a hopefully good memory and determination. My mom called again, snapping me out of my thinking. I ran downstairs and stuffed the food in my mouth. My (sibling's gender/dad) asked me what was wrong, and I shook my head, indicating nothing was wrong. I was way too stuffed to answer back.
I chugged down a glass of water and ran back upstairs, plopping down on my chair and occasionally pacing around the room muttering the answer I was trying to ace. Five lessons were down. Six more to go. I looked at my clock. It was 2:30 am. I shut my textbook. My eyes were weary, my head hurt and there was nothing else I would like to do than have a nice, long sleep until Sunday, which so happened to be today. I climbed into my bed and my eyes shut before I knew it.
The next morning, same day, same schedule, same stress. I studied and studied and studied until my family got worried. I didn't call any of my friends, which was unusual for me. When I finally finished the last six chapters, I could almost hear and opus behind me. It was 1:00 am. I rushed to bed, worrying about the test tomorrow.
This was it. The final day. I went into the examination room, trying to revise everything I learnt last night. I took deep breaths to calm myself down when I didn't know the answer to a question and it wasn't on Multiple Choice Questions. I handed in my paper, beaming at how well I did. When everyone in class were talking about answers that were wrong, I was the one who corrected them.
When I came to school the next day, everyone congratulated me. Frowning with curiosity, I ran to the results that were pinned up on the board. Yes! I passed with an outstanding mark of 99.5/100! My classmates cheered and whooped for me when I stepped into the classroom. And that, my friends, is how hark work, determination and confidence will help you get through anything.
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