Making Decision

Growing up means making my own decisions. When I was little, I left every tough decision for my parents or elder brothers and sisters. With time going by, I came to realize that they could not always stand by me; I had to learn to be completely on my own. Then I took every chance to exercise my wit and judgement. I have both succeeded and failed, but I now learn that it calls for experience, wisdom, and sometimes even courage to make a major decision.

The hardest decision that I ever make was to visit America, joining the homestay program two years ago. I was stuck in a dilemma. My family was so deep in debts at that time that I felt reluctant even to bring up the matter with my parents. While my family's financial difficulties perplexed my, my enthusiasm for study encouraged me to go right ahead. At last I revealed my intention to my parents. They were more than ready to finance the trip, which cost them only a little less than NT$100,000. I was moved as well as regretful, wondering how I could ever pay them back. As I look back now, I feel it worthwhile; my interest in English was further spurred and could never be frustrated.