I would say there are lots of astonishment or amazement in my life although I am only fourteen years old. Now the things that I care most are friendship and studies. Therefore, I am going to share an unforgettable experience about friendship.
I remember some day in September 2000, when I was three years old, I lived in a small village and I didn't have lots of friends or company, so I usually played games and toys by myself. But on the day I went to kindergarten, my lonely life began to change. When I walked through the school hall, the laughters of children drifted through my ears. The sights of children playing caught my eyes. The noise of enjoyment spread over the air. The more I felt about it, the more excited my heart was because I knew I would soon become one of them. And there came a teacher with a charming smile on her face who was going to take me to my new classroom.
The bell was ringing and that meant the very first lesson of my study began. The teacher gave us a moment to get to know each other, and there where I met my first best friend, Kate. And I still remember her shining smile, the pitch-black pony tail and the nice and warm introduction she said. We became best friends in about twenty minutes and I think this was what kindergarten was all about, meeting new friends without rules and no commands, is one of my favourite part about kindergarten. Next, the teacher played some games with us to have more fun. And I remembered most was the moment we were playing music chairs. While the interesting music was playing we had to run around the chairs. At first, we were all a bit shy and didn't try very hard, but after several rounds, we were getting into it. At that time, I could see the purest friendship of innocent faces, sparkling eyes, short and nimble limbs, loud but funny laughters.
But time flies fast, especially happy moments. The class ended quickly. We had to finish our game. When we were leaving, I could feel we had a complicated emotion. We were disappointed by playing short. We couldn't wait to tell our parents who we met and what we played today. We were excited about the day after with plenty of expectation in our minds.
But this situation usually lasts for the first four to five years. When we grow up, our relationship changes. Because we can tell what is good and what is bad and we 'll start choosing our friends. That's why this is my most unforgettable experience and why I remember my childhood. I am glad that I was part of it and I treasure every hour, every minute, and every second I spent on it.
This year, I always publicize to Hong Kong people that there are bad things happening somewhere in our world. I want to make all people realize the problem. This is a difficult job, but I'm doing it now.
A year ago, Roopa sent an e-mail to me. She told me that she would go to Congo (DRC) and help people in poverty and I sent a email back there, and asked her, 'Could I go there and help them?' Roopa told me that I can't go there and the reason is that I am still a teenager. At that time, if I didn't insist and I could sleep all the time, I would not have gone to Congo. I sent back an email to Roopa after two weeks. I lied to her, 'I am studying the subject 'Rape in Africa' in school. I could go there to get some information.' Roopa contacted 'Heal Africa' and told them my reason to go there. They replied to me after a month and the answer was that I could go to Congo.
My mum opposed me to go to Congo. I didn't know whether I would die or not if I went there. However, I must go there for human right. My mum cried at the airport and my sister was sad. They didn't know whether I could come back. I had injection two weeks before. They knew I would not flinch. I was excited to help people because I had the power when I looked outside the window.
I felt calm during the flight. I went to a hospital at the rural area of Congo. The land was covered with withered grass. I saw women wrapped their their heads with turban. One of the volunteers talked with me at that time but I could not remember what she said. I just remembered the place was rural.
The hospital was like an oasis there. 'Hospital' referred to 'Heal Africa.' There wasn't a good environment but sufficient sympathy was there. One of the volunteers there Serena told me not to go out alone, and I must work for patients and no one would look after me. Therefore, I have to know how to take care of myself.
I went out with Roopa, we brought some food to rural people. I heard a little sound that I did not pay attention to. I heard it again for a while. 'Go back to hospital.' Roopa spoke softly to me. I thought the sound wasn't a wolf or snake or hyena. We quickly went back to the hospital. Roopa told the doctor that there was a woman being raped somewhere. But when they got there, nobody was there. I was blank momentarily but what could I do? I was not afraid they would rape me. I know rapes exist but I didn't know they could be so close to me truly.
The day before I left I talked to the patient Pambe and Serena at night . Pambe shared with us about her story and Serena interpreted to me: 'Rebels forced my son to have sex with me and when he had done it they killed him and then they raped me in front of my husband and killed him too. She began to shed tears and I touched her face. Love is not different, though we spoke different languages.
She slept before long. I thought of Allen. He said, 'I can't understand why God forgot to look upon Africa. Although stars are twinkling I was floundering in the abyss of depression, like a dark and silent forest.
There were a lot of wars, kids with guns killing people, this is Congo. Do I not care about them and this city? I don't understand why there was such a big difference? Why is human so sinful? We are all human!
I know there are a lot of people who need our help. So I will study hard because I want to give them more knowledge. They need education.
They haven't got enough food, medical support and they are powerless and helpless in the world and without government, Congo is dangerous. This place has changed my life.
My unforgettable experience happened three years ago. It took place in my primary school and with my good friend Jessica. She is a clever, helpful, talkative and hard-working girl. I have known her since I was ten years old.
Jessica and I were in the same class. She was the top student in our class. So all classmates treated her as an idol . One of the reasons was that she had won so many awards. We joined English Drama Club together. I think this club was delightful. My English teacher trained her further. We all persevered with rehearsals.
Jessica acted animatedly. The teacher thought she had done a good job. As a result, the teacher gave her an unusual and vivid character to act. Unfortunately, I felt jealous of her as she had a good role to act, but I didn't. Unexpectedly, I scolded her and stayed indifferent to Jessica. I always criticized her and I was very disappointed and upset.
Eventually, I apologised to Jessica, and I knew it was my fault. She thought it over and forgave me. To our delight, we could be friends again and we had a good performance.
I can realise many things from my unforgettable experience. First, it made me learn that friendship is valuable. Second, the success of the performance depends on the cooperation of all actors and actresses. Third, my personality. I am shy. I want to be a brave girl. Then, all of us have to get along and form good friendship. Next, put our feet forward. Finally, treasure the people around us.