The letter L represents one of the most awful crimes that I have done until now that is very significant to me due to it has changed my attitude toward studying and my understanding of knowledge the most in a positive way. The letter “L” stands for “Liar”. Before I was punished, at some point in my life, I was the worse kind of liar one can think of in terms of skills of telling stories.
The story started when I was in the third grade in elementary school. The amount of homework that teachers gave us was unimaginably large. At least for a 9-year-old. On top of that, I had a totally different attitude toward doing my homework compare to what it is now. I was heavily addicted to television shows. (All kind of TV shows, from news to cartoons to science to cooking.) In order to run away from homework, I only did part of them. Then I would put my unfinished homework between two books on my bookshelf to prevent my parents from discovering my unfinished homework. I also erased my notepad. On the due day, I would simply say that I did not bring them or I lost them for some reason. Surprisingly my stories worked several times, which was of course because of the tolerance that my teachers had on me. I thought naively that I could rely on lying for the rest of my life.
Before the ultimate punishment arrived, I was pulled out of class to complete for several times, but it was useless for me. Until one day, my math teacher Ms. Hu lost her patience on me. On that day I was forced out of class and into Ms. Hu’s office for a phone call to my mom. I denied at first. I tried every excused that my tiny brain could come up with in order to escape. However, the river of destiny kept flush me down the stream. The phone call happened. I cried for the first time in school. This experience was a great impact on my poor young mind. This was one of the darkest days of my life. I did not like this back then, but what could I do other than finishing my assignment with an intense dislike toward Ms. Hu every night?
Things are quite different from where I am standing now. I have to thank Ms. Hu, my poor storytelling skills, and that day. I bore the misery of doing homework for years, and I understood that I am not finishing my assignments for my teacher. I felt guilty about what I have done. I also felt happy that I have lost the ability to lie to everything. This event in my life ignited my passion for studying. It also made studying no longer pressure for me, because understood that every result that I get is according to my work. Every piece of hardworking that made me able to sit in this classroom was all because of this ignition, or the lies that I have made when I was at the age of understanding nothing.
Therefore. I choose the letter “L” to wear. Since it was one of the biggest turning points for me, and it is an experience I should thank and always remember about. It was a crime, but also a gift that shaped me to become who I am now.
I like this paper shows a secret of me, so that’s why I am sharing it. It’s just a fun paper
but also gives my respect to my elementary school math teacher Ms. Hu, who’s a hugely important person in my life. I can still remember when she called me to her office that day. If I could rewrite it, I will describe that scene more.