I have always believed in these two words. They are courage and confession. Since I was young, I always had a very strong conscience. If I had done something wrong and I do not confess it to someone senior to me, I can actually feel so guilty that it can actually lead me to think of suicide. For example, when I was young, if I took a classmate’s eraser without his or her permission, I would feel extremely guilty. It made feel that I had actually stolen something, made me feel as if that I had sinned and everyone I knew will actually leave me to my own means. Well, you may actually say that this was a child’s mind-set but I will give you another example. In the recent years, I experienced something. As, I am not exactly the average Hwa Chongian, my family income is below 7k, which means I do not have as much money as them to spend on food, programmes and also accessories. To make it worse, I have 3 brothers which make the burden worse, leaving almost no savings for my parents. Thus, I develop some sort of despise against my parents, not hate but look down on them, like why didn’t they study diligently last time. Although I know that they could not receive higher education because they had to take care of their siblings, did not have a proper study environment and lack of money, I still hope that they had actually receive a higher education so they can provide a better life for us and also have some savings so they do not need to worry about medical and health problems. After gaining some “maturity”, I had this fear of having my classmates see my parents(my father is short) or actually understand my background. Somehow, I knew this was wrong and I can never hide this forever, thus, I decided that I have to change. I felt really guilty about thinking this way, my parents raised me up from young and they did not even grumble a single word. They had sacrificed so much for me. I decided to confess to them. I told them about how I felt and beg for their forgiveness. They told me it was okay and normal to be a little materialistic and to compare with others at my age. They told me to let go and to ignore others’ comments. They told me that those “friends” who actually insult you do not deserve to be your friends. Sometimes, only in these times are you able to find true friends. After this confession, my heart instantly turned lighter and I felt much more carefree. This “rock” had been on my head for a long time. Thus, I develop the concept that confessions make you feel better, do not bear it in your heart. To actually muster up the courage to confess is not easy. I can tell you from the bottom of my heart from my past experiences. When you really feel very sorry, it can actually take a longer time. For the despising of parents incident, it took me one year to get the courage to confess. I kept giving up the idea of confessing every time, just before I wanted to do it as I was too scared that they will be angry. I understand that you must remember that your parents will never hate you; they will always give you one more chance. I have one advice, break out into tears when you confess, that will definitely make you feel braver and better.
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Courage is indeed a very important value, just as integrity is. We should always confess about our wrongdoings, as it would be against moral values to keep it wrapped under blankets. There are some people who lie to get away from punishments. Are they really saving themselves this way, or are they plunging themselves into deeper trouble. Most of the time, we use another lie to cover up for one we have already told in the past, and if this carries on, we would have to tell a huge amount of lies to cover up for the little one we first told. Do you think it is worth it to sink deeper and deeper into lying just to cover up a small mistake we made in the past. So I guess courage and confession are therefore important to us in life.
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