Describe the world you come from and how that world shaped who you are. ( about 250 words)
A heavy pounding on the door roused me from sleep. I frowned and heard the next door open and heavy footsteps.
I live with my parents who are doctors in clinics. Both of my parents are very busy every day. They usually work 15 or 16 hours a day. What is even worse, the sounding of knocking made by patients often wakens us up after midnight. Why my parents work so hard was always beyond me, because we have no lack of money. However, my parents never complain and they always work joyfully.
That day, I went out with my parents, wondering who was so selfish to disturb our sleep. It was a woman, waiting anxiously, with her baby in her arms. The little baby had a fever, so my father gave her the injection and prescribed a medicine. The whole process from knocking the door to leaving lasted only ten minutes. "Ten minutes spoiled the whole night," I grumbled. My mum just smiled and said to me, "If the baby was not treated on time, she might become deaf. Our ten minutes may decide her whole life. You should be happy and proud that our ten minutes make the family happy."
My mum's words changed me and made me understand that the value of life does not lie in money but the contribution to others. Infected by my parents, I decided to follow my parents and struggled for the better living of other people.
I began to take part in various charity organizations. In daily life, I try my best to contribute. I discover that helping others in trouble can give me pleasure.
Thanks to my parents who teaches me the meaning of life-to help others. Although what I do may be trivial, I rest in satisfaction when thinking that the lives of other people are improved because of my contribution.
Please give me some advice. I though the essay was not impressive at all and I was trying to shorten it to 250 words. It seemed hard, because there were too many that I want to show :(
A heavy pounding on the door roused me from sleep. I frowned and heard the next door open and heavy footsteps.
I live with my parents who are doctors in clinics. Both of my parents are very busy every day. They usually work 15 or 16 hours a day. What is even worse, the sounding of knocking made by patients often wakens us up after midnight. Why my parents work so hard was always beyond me, because we have no lack of money. However, my parents never complain and they always work joyfully.
That day, I went out with my parents, wondering who was so selfish to disturb our sleep. It was a woman, waiting anxiously, with her baby in her arms. The little baby had a fever, so my father gave her the injection and prescribed a medicine. The whole process from knocking the door to leaving lasted only ten minutes. "Ten minutes spoiled the whole night," I grumbled. My mum just smiled and said to me, "If the baby was not treated on time, she might become deaf. Our ten minutes may decide her whole life. You should be happy and proud that our ten minutes make the family happy."
My mum's words changed me and made me understand that the value of life does not lie in money but the contribution to others. Infected by my parents, I decided to follow my parents and struggled for the better living of other people.
I began to take part in various charity organizations. In daily life, I try my best to contribute. I discover that helping others in trouble can give me pleasure.
Thanks to my parents who teaches me the meaning of life-to help others. Although what I do may be trivial, I rest in satisfaction when thinking that the lives of other people are improved because of my contribution.
Please give me some advice. I though the essay was not impressive at all and I was trying to shorten it to 250 words. It seemed hard, because there were too many that I want to show :(