Self-esteem and self-confidence - never go down three or four
Since ancient times, young men have been practicing, and the children of the poor have long been in charge. Successful parents do not leave a rich legacy for their children but in helping their children develop good personalities. Kindness, honesty, open-mindedness, perseverance, self-reliance... Parents passing on these intangible assets to their children must be more valuable than letting their children inherit a sum of money that is easy to squander even if it is more, because it cultivates a person's self-respect, self-confidence, self-reliance, self-improvement soul, and is the spirit of active pursuit and never blind abandonment, which are invisible wealth that will be used for life.
That summer, in order to make up for the family's financial deficiencies, I took it upon myself to sign the school's pre-application form for poor students. All I did was to share some of my tuition worries for my father, because the school had a rule that once I was determined to be a poor student, I would be exempted from tuition and miscellaneous fees for the whole year, and these costs were enough for my living expenses for a year.
In the end, only me and another student named Gazi were targeted at the school as a prospective poor student. The reason why it is called a quasi-poor student is because there is only one quota on it, so there is only one person between me and Gazi who can become the official support object.
Next, the school is going to organize a family survey, and the school will send two teachers to our two homes in the mountains to investigate, and then decide on the final quota. By the time I got home, it was already morning. I beckoned the teacher to sit down, then pulled my father and mother into the back room, explained to them my application and the competition with Gazi, and finally I said solemnly: There is only one place, so we must seize it. My father lowered his head and thought about the question, and asked me for a while: How is the family of That Gazi? I said: Not much stronger than me, his father went up the mountain to collect firewood and broke his leg, and he lived on his mother's spinning thread. After hearing this, my father said to me: I think this quota should belong to the family, we can't ask for it, our family is better than him, and I and your mother can still earn money.
Persuasion. My father scolded me, saying that I had a snobbish heart, and I didn't study well at a young age, and I felt a stomach full of grievances, and I was originally well-intentioned. The father went outside to greet the two teachers, and turned back to his mother and said: "Mother, today there is a distinguished guest, kill one of the chickens in the family." Next, he smiled happily and said to the two teachers that there was nothing, as long as the children obeyed, on the tuition fee, I and his mother thought it was not a big deal, we had the ability to bear it, please tell the school leaders.
The two teachers looked at my father in amazement, and I stood in the courtyard, feeling tears in my eyes. I really don't understand why my father made such a decision, which undermined my dignity. The mother grabbed chickens in the yard, several times did not catch the father to come to help, the chickens in the yard flew and the dogs jumped, when caught, the father said to the two teachers: The family will raise dozens of chickens every year, enough for living expenses!
That morning, my father also made an exception and took out the old wine from the bottle for more than ten years, that day, my father drank a lot, I did not return to school for one night, and when I woke up at night, I heard my father's coughing and my mother's sobbing.
Many years have passed, and that past event has forever been sealed in my young memory with the death of my father. It wasn't until many years later that I suddenly understood my father's good intentions, that he was telling me with a kind of perseverance that there was another kind of strength to live, that we were poor but not humble, and that we were kind but not weak.
It turns out that in this world, there is a way to live, called wind bone, which is a precious and hard quality that inspires a child to flourish and never stop!
Self-esteem is self-respect for oneself. Only by respecting yourself can you get the respect of others, and can you live a down-to-earth, upright, and bone-like life.