【正文】 t given up my dream to be an architect, I wouldnamp。 she continued, “。rsquo。 “。 She said, “。t see it that way. She is a kindergarten teacher, but she has a gift in painting. I often said to her, “。 Interestingly, a year later, he flew abroad to go for architecture, and I went to college majoring in English. And Look who is giving a speech right now.
　　What I learned from this experience was that, the road we end up taking can be different from our first plans. If we all realize our initial dreams, this world will be full of supermen and princesses. As I grew up, I often hear people say, life is all about making promise. Your dream may die. You have to e terms with your life.
　　Well, my mother doesnamp。 My desk mate said, “。 all you need is a little courage and determination. See where my road has led me, and bravely take your first step.
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　　I remember once my high school teacher invited the whole class to share our dreams with each other. I said, “。rsquo。 I could feel the nervousness threatening to bring me down, and I felt cheated by my teacher: it was impossible to picture the judges as mere carrots and cabbages. But I went on. Although I only got the third prize at that time, on that stage I stayed ever since, even to this very moment.
　　I should thank my teacher and my mother for letting me take a road that I have never taken before. Little did I know then that this road would one day lead the shy little tenyearold me into a wonderland。
　　My mother looked as if she was on the verge of another outburst。s ranting for an entire hour, then raised my head bravely and pleaded: “。s words. The feeling of telling my beloved stories to someone else ignited a spark of anticipation in my little chest. So I chose to endure my motheramp。 just think of them as carrots and cabbages in a vegetable patch.
　　The tenyearold me was persuaded by my teacheramp。s not all to it. Now please take a good look at the twentyyearold me, and imagine what I was like when I was ten. Here are the key words: nervous, timid, shy, tonguetied when facing strangers, and essentially a bookworm. These signs looked fatal to my mother, and possibly to you, too。t be surprised at all if my verystrictuniversityteacher mother got furious at me when I chose to do anything besides study at that crucial moment.
　　But thatamp。the examination to enter my dream junior high school. For that, I had given up my beloved piano lesson, my favorite cartoon program and even the playful weekend family reunion with my cousins. I wouldnamp。s what my mom yelled at the tenyearold me, when she found out that I had signed up f