Hey guys,really need advices,submitting it in two days!Here's the prompt:Evaluate a significant experience.
From the stage to my life
I walked from the back stage to the front with all the others as music resonated in the big studio,huge spotlights flashed on high in the ceiling,and the avid audience clapped an overwhelming wave of cheering towards us.Everyone was wearing a smile when the eight cameras promptly drifted by.Heart pounding,blood boiling,I could almost visualize me facing the audience of the nation one month later when it was broadcast on ****.In this moment of exaltation,I was slowly engulfed by a feeling of nostalgia and entered the kaleidoscope of memory.
How time flied,it felt like yesterday when I was only a little boy,lying on the floor in front the television waiting for the show.My mouth was open wide at all these incredible kids with the same black hair speaking fluently in an another language.It was 2001,when I started to learn English.I once had the fantasy to walk into a famous Institute and take the most expensive courses or to fly to the United States and stay in a wealthy relative's house,but my only option was to do it myself,with the help of those books and CDs purchased by my dad who specially made a trip to Wuhan.Every day I was required to study 1 hour in any way I liked,reading,speaking to myself or even singing,half in the morning and half in the evening.Not long,because my dad said he never wanted his son to get tired or bored and I could study longer if I wanted.I shall always be full of life doing anything.I loved this way of learning.Flipping the pages of the dictionary I would try to divine every word and how they unify to convey a meaning.As neither of my parents could utter more than a few sentence fragments for eight years I've beening learning on my own.My dad,however,simply hoped that one day I may be able to be able to translate a few words in the NBA live games which he really enjoyed.To me,it was a joy to laugh or shed tears with story characters like Alice in wonderland and Black Beauty,then as I grew older,it was to probe a totally different culture.In 2009,this national competition for the first time set a sub-division in SuiZhou and I thought it would be a perfect chance to test my several years of efforts.Much to my unexpectedness,I magically went through the **** Final to ****,to Beijing,at last to the very final of the top 20.It took a miracle to pass seven rounds of competition and to defeat hundreds of thousands of other contestants,including those who had been pre-admitted to top universities of the country.
The winding path of thoughts came to a halt when the music suddenly stopped and I was gently elbowed by the girl beside me signaling that we all move to the waiting section as the introduction was over.Everyone watched in silence when other contestants made their speech,fortunately I was not among the first ones to go.As I listened,the previous rapture was gradually substituted by a sense of chagrin.The stories they quoted of their travel to a list of countries provoked a mixture of enviness and depression and pricked my keenly sensible nerve reminding me that my whole life had only been revolving around one city,one small undeveloped city in the middle of China.I recalled the minute I was greeted by a ShangHai girl who inquired where my home town was as she really liked my guitar performance,"SuiZhou,"I said with much uncertainty if she had heard of it,"SuZhou?".Obviously she was bewildered and I had to explain that it was a city in Hubei province.In the hotel room,my situation was even worse,there was no chance of interposing a comment on any event they ardently enumerated,modeling the UN conference,summer camping in America,touring the HongKong Disneyland.I was screaming inside,why wasn't I bestowed a good family background with loads of opportunities!I nearly wallowed in the mire when perhaps the excessive tension of nerves evoked a sudden epiphany.I have lived the life of most kids in the undeveloped area but now I am the only one standing on this stage utilizing the same few facilities available in the hundreds of cities of the undeveloped areas of China.Moreover,I am the few of them who strives to make full use of all the chances.My city does not boast a society of cultural diversity but in the top middle school and high school which could afford to employ several native speakers,I have made friends with at least ten foreign teachers from America,Australia,England,New Zealand,Canada and South Africa.On weekends they would invite some kids to visit them and held parties and I could chat with a black guy and a white lady simultaneously,experiencing a collision of drastic different perspectives,shaping me into a more multi-cultured person.The apartment had metamorphosed into a window I crept upon to catch a glance of the world.Moreover,I could debate vociferously with the members of another school physics league on the problem of probablity,I could take charge of my class as monitor and arrange all the issues on the school sports-meeting,I could be playing a rock song on the school art festival,I could even conduct experiments with my dad at home using several bottle of chemicals and test tubes bought from a local drug store.Living in a small city might have prevented me from joining the international student meetings,but it doesn't limit my dreams of becoming a musician,an anthroplogist or a chemist.The small community can equally prepare me for my future life in a big context.
"Now let's welcome contestant *** from ***!",I heard the host announcing my name and stepped onto the center stage.The powerful light beams from every direction at once focused on me,dazzling my eyes.I tried hard to smile at the blurred images of the nationally renowned judges and the audience.Then,gradully as if hallucinated,I vaguely perceived a distant small figure of me growing while running avidly from the past to the present.He loomed large before me,then like a bolt of lightning,flashed past and darted away towards the future to embrace a world of opportunities along with all the risks and uncertainties.
From the stage to my life
I walked from the back stage to the front with all the others as music resonated in the big studio,huge spotlights flashed on high in the ceiling,and the avid audience clapped an overwhelming wave of cheering towards us.Everyone was wearing a smile when the eight cameras promptly drifted by.Heart pounding,blood boiling,I could almost visualize me facing the audience of the nation one month later when it was broadcast on ****.In this moment of exaltation,I was slowly engulfed by a feeling of nostalgia and entered the kaleidoscope of memory.
How time flied,it felt like yesterday when I was only a little boy,lying on the floor in front the television waiting for the show.My mouth was open wide at all these incredible kids with the same black hair speaking fluently in an another language.It was 2001,when I started to learn English.I once had the fantasy to walk into a famous Institute and take the most expensive courses or to fly to the United States and stay in a wealthy relative's house,but my only option was to do it myself,with the help of those books and CDs purchased by my dad who specially made a trip to Wuhan.Every day I was required to study 1 hour in any way I liked,reading,speaking to myself or even singing,half in the morning and half in the evening.Not long,because my dad said he never wanted his son to get tired or bored and I could study longer if I wanted.I shall always be full of life doing anything.I loved this way of learning.Flipping the pages of the dictionary I would try to divine every word and how they unify to convey a meaning.As neither of my parents could utter more than a few sentence fragments for eight years I've beening learning on my own.My dad,however,simply hoped that one day I may be able to be able to translate a few words in the NBA live games which he really enjoyed.To me,it was a joy to laugh or shed tears with story characters like Alice in wonderland and Black Beauty,then as I grew older,it was to probe a totally different culture.In 2009,this national competition for the first time set a sub-division in SuiZhou and I thought it would be a perfect chance to test my several years of efforts.Much to my unexpectedness,I magically went through the **** Final to ****,to Beijing,at last to the very final of the top 20.It took a miracle to pass seven rounds of competition and to defeat hundreds of thousands of other contestants,including those who had been pre-admitted to top universities of the country.
The winding path of thoughts came to a halt when the music suddenly stopped and I was gently elbowed by the girl beside me signaling that we all move to the waiting section as the introduction was over.Everyone watched in silence when other contestants made their speech,fortunately I was not among the first ones to go.As I listened,the previous rapture was gradually substituted by a sense of chagrin.The stories they quoted of their travel to a list of countries provoked a mixture of enviness and depression and pricked my keenly sensible nerve reminding me that my whole life had only been revolving around one city,one small undeveloped city in the middle of China.I recalled the minute I was greeted by a ShangHai girl who inquired where my home town was as she really liked my guitar performance,"SuiZhou,"I said with much uncertainty if she had heard of it,"SuZhou?".Obviously she was bewildered and I had to explain that it was a city in Hubei province.In the hotel room,my situation was even worse,there was no chance of interposing a comment on any event they ardently enumerated,modeling the UN conference,summer camping in America,touring the HongKong Disneyland.I was screaming inside,why wasn't I bestowed a good family background with loads of opportunities!I nearly wallowed in the mire when perhaps the excessive tension of nerves evoked a sudden epiphany.I have lived the life of most kids in the undeveloped area but now I am the only one standing on this stage utilizing the same few facilities available in the hundreds of cities of the undeveloped areas of China.Moreover,I am the few of them who strives to make full use of all the chances.My city does not boast a society of cultural diversity but in the top middle school and high school which could afford to employ several native speakers,I have made friends with at least ten foreign teachers from America,Australia,England,New Zealand,Canada and South Africa.On weekends they would invite some kids to visit them and held parties and I could chat with a black guy and a white lady simultaneously,experiencing a collision of drastic different perspectives,shaping me into a more multi-cultured person.The apartment had metamorphosed into a window I crept upon to catch a glance of the world.Moreover,I could debate vociferously with the members of another school physics league on the problem of probablity,I could take charge of my class as monitor and arrange all the issues on the school sports-meeting,I could be playing a rock song on the school art festival,I could even conduct experiments with my dad at home using several bottle of chemicals and test tubes bought from a local drug store.Living in a small city might have prevented me from joining the international student meetings,but it doesn't limit my dreams of becoming a musician,an anthroplogist or a chemist.The small community can equally prepare me for my future life in a big context.
"Now let's welcome contestant *** from ***!",I heard the host announcing my name and stepped onto the center stage.The powerful light beams from every direction at once focused on me,dazzling my eyes.I tried hard to smile at the blurred images of the nationally renowned judges and the audience.Then,gradully as if hallucinated,I vaguely perceived a distant small figure of me growing while running avidly from the past to the present.He loomed large before me,then like a bolt of lightning,flashed past and darted away towards the future to embrace a world of opportunities along with all the risks and uncertainties.
