WRITING

Sometimes I am not satisfied with my life, and I often compare myself to people whom I think
are more fortunate than me. However; a year ago, I came across a story that changed my thinking
of life. It was a hot afternoon, and I was on my daily bus from my school to home. I chose a
familiar spot which was next to the window, because I often don’t care what is going on around
me. However; when the car stopped to pick up more passengers, among new arrivals was a
grandmother who carrying a small child. It would be just an ordinary sight for me if I did not see
that four or five – year – old child did not have both of her arms. She used her legs to move her
body to sit on the bus seat without her grandma’s help. After finding the seat, she again used only
her legs to hold a lollipop and enjoy it, and it made me feel so admirable. Sitting next to her, her
grandmother just quietly stroked her hair and cooling her with a paper fan. Since I always
complain about things around me without knowing that I am a lot luckier than many people out
there, the image of the child on the bus really made me feel ashamed about myself. She was
unfortunate to have such disadvantages on her body, but she was so cheerful to be alive. Her
smile and effort will always be a memorable milestone to motivate me when I have difficulties in
life.