One Year Late

                      I have experienced the time-off once. When I was 20 years old, I failed to enter to university because of my poor score. So, I had to decide to study one more year. Studying hard in library, I was always worrying about spending this year well. I could not escape from a thought that I was abandoned. I did not know that what is one year late irritated me. After a year, I had taken the test for university and had good score. Finally, I had entered to Seo Kyoung University. Although the year was so hard for me, now the year have become priceless. This year have really affected me. Especially, thanks to this year, I have become able to get through any situations. At first, I thought “this year is too terrible”, but now I think“this year is like a teacher who teaches me pain. People say that time-off is not good for any person. But, I do not think about it. Time off can not be said of something bad because time-off made me strong.

 

Mission Statement

                

                      I have dreamed of having job that needs ability to speak well. I have been interested in speech since I was young. So, I think that I need to talk with many people well. I will obey the following statement for my dream to come true.

 

I will not lie to other people.

I will not hesitate for a moment about saying to other people first.

I will prefer hearing to tell when talking with someone.

I will treat all people as my treasure.

I will always make smile when meeting people.

I will show first something about me for person who I talk with .

I will practice speech until I die.

Opening A Can Is Dangerous!

                 My parents always used to warn me about opening a can. Because I was so young, they thought that if I try to open it, I would get a cut on the finger from edge of a can. However, I wanted to something that they said “No! Don’t do that!”So, I tried to open it myself when there were nobody in home. I did not have power to open it with a hand, so I used two hands. My legs hold the can and my hands were used to open it. After 30 minutes, finally, The can was opened. But, I got a cut on the finger from edge of a can. I was Bleeding at the finger, but nobody helped me. I just cried and cried. After a while, my parents came back and saw me bleeding. They were too shocked to say anything. They treated promptly my wound. After that time, I could not see any cans because They put them away. I don’t know why I did something my parents warn for me. I still regret that I did not obey my parents. So, recently, I have tried to obey them. After the accidents, I have realized that I am always in danger. Someday, if I become father, I would say to my child that opening a can is dangerous.