I have surpassed uncountable failures, but there is one that has shaped the person I am today. As a Vietnamese boy growing up in the Czech Republic, I was a big target of high expectations of others; especially, educationally and hardworking. People expected me to work hard and be good at school. However, I was an outlier of this perception. In other words, I did not care about education or my future, and I became one of the worst students of the school. The big change of my life came when I failed three courses, which meant repeating eighth grade level. I felt the pressure not only because I felt embarrassed among my friends, but also because my parents were disappointed and miserable about the incident; especially, when friends of my parents
