Path to acceptance.

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"Get down here right this minute Roy!" screamed my mum. What a beautiful way to start a Saturday morning! I crawled out of bed lazily and started making my way downstairs. What could be the cause of her anger now? Had the report card arrived? I wondered. The moment I stepped into the living room, the answer was clear. My mum stood facing me, with a small, brown book in one hand and a half-torn brown envelope in the other. So it had finally arrived. My nightmare was about to begin. I could feel it in the air. The moment I had been thinking about and imagining over and over again in the past few days had finally come.

"What does this mean?" my mum said angrily, throwing the book onto the table. Red marks all over the page, the cause of her anger. I had failed my mid-term exams.

Well, it was not a surprise to me actually, considering the number of hours and effort I put into studies and the fact that this was not the first time the similar situation had occurred.

"What's with all the red marks? I thought you were supposed to be showing some improvement in studies. Look," she said, while pointing to the scores of each subject, "you have failed in all subjects!"

"All except physical education!" I corrected her. She never seemed to notice that. It's, by far, my favourite subject and never have I failed it. We were supposed to choose a sport of our choice for physical education and I chose soccer. I loved soccer since I was a child and have been playing it for years now. I always gave a hundred percent whenever I play, whether it's just a friendly match or a competitive one. It's the...