I think it have many errors in Grammar, so it'll be nice if you can check it for me, thank you all. :D
ANd how about the idea? thanks in advance
I was an 11th grade student standing on the honor stage, receiving the Third prizes in the National Physics competition.
I became the captain of the school Physics team. Everyone put their hope on me, wishing me greater success next year.
The school Physics team had five members; we are best friends. We spent time with each other more than time with our families. From early morning till late afternoon, every day of a week, we studied together. Dealing with the deepest knowledge, studying with the most profound but tempered professors, we all shared the same aim of standing out from ordinary people. As brightest students in the school, having the same purpose, we were competitors of each other. None of us wanted to be inferior or shaded by another; thus, we all tried our best to prove ourselves. Hardly any student worked as hard as we did, at least ten hours per day. So diligent we were that the school's library soon became useless. People saw us like bookworms and an isolated group but we knew that great ones were always alone.
We loved our study, we loved our school and we loved each other. Professors were our fathers and mothers, the nice woman at the canteen who always gave us more food was our nanny. The school was our home, the lab was our room and the table was our bed. We had breakfasts and lunches, had a snap on the class's table or played soccer, together. We did crazy experiments that definitely no student had ever dared to think about, together. We are not best friends, we are brothers and sisters.
The test day was coming, one year of ardency and passion was resulted in that day. The professors, like our fathers, told us to eat healthy food, sleep soon and keep our health. We students said good luck to each other every night. Everyone was nervous although we all knew how talented we were and how assiduously we worked.
Everyone did so well on the test; we were absolutely confident of a brilliant success. I did almost perfectly; believing to get one of the highest scores, I dreamed of the International Physics Olympiads.
Three weeks later, our school had a two-day camp in a mountainous area. The first day was great, we hiked, visited historical places and played sports. I did not forget to ask my professor whether or not he had received the competition's result, the question I asked him every day for the past few weeks, and the answer was still the same. In the first night of the trip, we had a big party with dramas, music and a great camp fire. I was playing lottery games, being excited but then a bit disappointed because of missing the first prizes; one of my friends in the physics team got it. When he was receiving the presents, a girl in the physics team ran toward him and cried:
"Minh, it's a first prizes!!"
"Come on girl, everyone knows it", said the crowd.
"No, the competition, the first prizes in the national competition!", her breathy voice.
My voice trembled with anxiety:"How about me, Chuyen, how about others?"
"Minh gets the first, I get the second prizes, you three all get third prizes but only I and Minh were qualified to the international round" she said with nervous.
I was totally depressed; my dreams were flying far away. I could not stand; losing my mind, there was a deep vacancy inside me. One more year of striving, I got the highest score among those of people receiving the third prizes, what a honor! The team gathered in a dark corner of the camp, saying nothing. Everyone knew that no word was appropriate then. Minh, the one who got the first prizes, called every one he knew to confirm the result, trying to force people to say that it was wrong. He looked as if he did not get the first prizes but nothing. When the other boys who also got the third prizes looked at me, I could see something in their eyes, something told me that they felt sad for me rather than for themselves. I cried first, the girl cried second and we all cried together. Beyond, every one was singing and dancing around the camp fire, it was the most boisterous scene I ever saw...
Although I totally disagree with the result, I accepted it. I accepted the finality of the outcome. If you cannot be the best in one way, find another way. That is how I live. To tell the truth, things were not as bad as I thought. Escaped from studying pressure, I had more time doing what I loved to: teaching disadvantaged children, launching environmental projects and setting up my students association, things that I hardly had chances to do before. Every day with me now seem more meaningful, not just for my friends, not just for my family, it is for everyone who needs. And all of the sudden, I realized that the knowledge I learned can be used in many ways worth than for competing. The children in the orphanage school are waiting for me to tell them the stories of stars and planets, the young students in my high school are waiting for me to talk about global warming. Yes, I am on my way...
ANd how about the idea? thanks in advance
I was an 11th grade student standing on the honor stage, receiving the Third prizes in the National Physics competition.
I became the captain of the school Physics team. Everyone put their hope on me, wishing me greater success next year.
The school Physics team had five members; we are best friends. We spent time with each other more than time with our families. From early morning till late afternoon, every day of a week, we studied together. Dealing with the deepest knowledge, studying with the most profound but tempered professors, we all shared the same aim of standing out from ordinary people. As brightest students in the school, having the same purpose, we were competitors of each other. None of us wanted to be inferior or shaded by another; thus, we all tried our best to prove ourselves. Hardly any student worked as hard as we did, at least ten hours per day. So diligent we were that the school's library soon became useless. People saw us like bookworms and an isolated group but we knew that great ones were always alone.
We loved our study, we loved our school and we loved each other. Professors were our fathers and mothers, the nice woman at the canteen who always gave us more food was our nanny. The school was our home, the lab was our room and the table was our bed. We had breakfasts and lunches, had a snap on the class's table or played soccer, together. We did crazy experiments that definitely no student had ever dared to think about, together. We are not best friends, we are brothers and sisters.
The test day was coming, one year of ardency and passion was resulted in that day. The professors, like our fathers, told us to eat healthy food, sleep soon and keep our health. We students said good luck to each other every night. Everyone was nervous although we all knew how talented we were and how assiduously we worked.
Everyone did so well on the test; we were absolutely confident of a brilliant success. I did almost perfectly; believing to get one of the highest scores, I dreamed of the International Physics Olympiads.
Three weeks later, our school had a two-day camp in a mountainous area. The first day was great, we hiked, visited historical places and played sports. I did not forget to ask my professor whether or not he had received the competition's result, the question I asked him every day for the past few weeks, and the answer was still the same. In the first night of the trip, we had a big party with dramas, music and a great camp fire. I was playing lottery games, being excited but then a bit disappointed because of missing the first prizes; one of my friends in the physics team got it. When he was receiving the presents, a girl in the physics team ran toward him and cried:
"Minh, it's a first prizes!!"
"Come on girl, everyone knows it", said the crowd.
"No, the competition, the first prizes in the national competition!", her breathy voice.
My voice trembled with anxiety:"How about me, Chuyen, how about others?"
"Minh gets the first, I get the second prizes, you three all get third prizes but only I and Minh were qualified to the international round" she said with nervous.
I was totally depressed; my dreams were flying far away. I could not stand; losing my mind, there was a deep vacancy inside me. One more year of striving, I got the highest score among those of people receiving the third prizes, what a honor! The team gathered in a dark corner of the camp, saying nothing. Everyone knew that no word was appropriate then. Minh, the one who got the first prizes, called every one he knew to confirm the result, trying to force people to say that it was wrong. He looked as if he did not get the first prizes but nothing. When the other boys who also got the third prizes looked at me, I could see something in their eyes, something told me that they felt sad for me rather than for themselves. I cried first, the girl cried second and we all cried together. Beyond, every one was singing and dancing around the camp fire, it was the most boisterous scene I ever saw...
Although I totally disagree with the result, I accepted it. I accepted the finality of the outcome. If you cannot be the best in one way, find another way. That is how I live. To tell the truth, things were not as bad as I thought. Escaped from studying pressure, I had more time doing what I loved to: teaching disadvantaged children, launching environmental projects and setting up my students association, things that I hardly had chances to do before. Every day with me now seem more meaningful, not just for my friends, not just for my family, it is for everyone who needs. And all of the sudden, I realized that the knowledge I learned can be used in many ways worth than for competing. The children in the orphanage school are waiting for me to tell them the stories of stars and planets, the young students in my high school are waiting for me to talk about global warming. Yes, I am on my way...