How I Live My Life
– By Neha Talla
6A
Helping is great. Actually it’s a lot more than that. What
people need to know is, helping people makes a better person. I am the type of
person who appreciates it when someone is hurt/injured, scared or even when the
other person really needs to be pushed to their limits. There have been
multiple incidents when people helped me, and I still treasure them.
Through my fracture experience, (which was obviously
memorable), best friend, specifically Nysa, was the hugest part of it. Grantedd
that my community friends and school teachers helped, Nysa was the only thing
that kept me sane. Being me, (A Hyper PSHCHO) staying bed-ridden for 2 months
was not easy, but Nysa helped me through every bit of it. She called me almost
every day to explain what happened at school, to break it all down in a way
that I understood. She got my pain as if she were a part of me. Nysa was no
friend to me, she was a sister. This shows me that anyone can be like her,
anyone can be nice. Being supportive like she was just adds more sunshine to
the world, sunshine we all very mush need. When you help someone that is scared
is also a time where I appreciate kindness and helpfulness.
I had lost my family in a Singapore Mall, and I was
trembling, so scared and fearful, and all my emotions were flowing out in the
simple form of tears. My heart felt like 3000 kgs, and along with that, my life
was in danger! It was raining, I was shivering, as I heard footsteps. “Are you
OK? “ There were two people, (I guessed a couple), that were standing in front
of me. My first thoughts were “Why in the world are they talking to me? Should
I trust them? Strangers?” Soon they asked me to give them my mom’s number and I
did because I decided to trust them as they were my only hope of finding my
family as I was too scared to ask for help myself. They called my mom and then
she was there. She thanked the a lot and told me, “Never be reluctant to help,
it makes someone better.” I then realized that I had never been so grateful to
anyone in my life before. Not only when someone is scared but also when someone
needs to be pushed to their limits.
I’m very thankful to my 5th Grade class teacher –
Vasundhara Ma’am. I am also thankful to my other teachers because when I was
bed – ridden for 2 months, they sent me my work, despite the lengths they had
to go to help me they did, and I respect them for that. They were so determined
to keep me up-to-date with my class, and I needed it, I needed to be pushed to
my limits. Later their ‘tough love’ really paid off as I had drastically
improved my grades from my previous scores. I realized how much I look up to
them because if they hadn’t had pushed me to keep studying at home, I wouldn’t
be able to study as well and do that well in my Unit Tests.
In other words, I appreciate people who care for others, as
they make a better person to be surrounded by there are people who are
hurt/injured, need help when they are scared, or need to be given tough love, I
hold a lot of respect for those who help these people as it’s the right thing
to do.
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