The Road for an Independent Boy On September 1, 2010, I woke up earlier than an ordinary day because in China we started the fall semester every September 1st. On the first day of my high school, I had to face the problem of living without parents because my high school was far away from home. In the morning, my mom was packing something like toothbrush, toothpaste, towels and shower gel for me. My brother was surprised, and he shouted, “Oh my god! What’s happened? Why are you packing three big suitcases, mom? Are you going to travel around the world?”
“No, I just pack up something for Hong. He will be living in the school’s dorm every day except weekends, and he will go back to school again on Sunday. Without towels, toothbrush and shampoo, he’ll have trouble at school. I mean he won’t keep himself clean enough, and you know it will affect his study,” my mom said.
“But three suitcases is too much stuff for him, he’ll have trouble dealing with all of them. He is a lazy boy, and he is not going to handle his life well,” my brother complained.
“I will try my best to help him,” My mom rushed off and continued packing. I was sure that my mom was trying her best to give me a hand because she went to the supermarket at least three times to purchase chips, shampoo …show more content…
Before that day, I lived with my parents. I never thought about how worse it would be when I lived by myself, and this experience let me want to learn how to live independently. The first night in school was the biggest challenge for me because it was difficult to fall asleep, even if I was really tired. I looked at the ceiling, and I thought about how bad my life was. No words could describe my feeling. A few minutes later, my roommates came to my bed. Since they were not living with their parents, they also felt alone. By having the same feeling, we easily knew each other and grouped up. We shared our feelings with each
“No, I just pack up something for Hong. He will be living in the school’s dorm every day except weekends, and he will go back to school again on Sunday. Without towels, toothbrush and shampoo, he’ll have trouble at school. I mean he won’t keep himself clean enough, and you know it will affect his study,” my mom said.
“But three suitcases is too much stuff for him, he’ll have trouble dealing with all of them. He is a lazy boy, and he is not going to handle his life well,” my brother complained.
“I will try my best to help him,” My mom rushed off and continued packing. I was sure that my mom was trying her best to give me a hand because she went to the supermarket at least three times to purchase chips, shampoo …show more content…
Before that day, I lived with my parents. I never thought about how worse it would be when I lived by myself, and this experience let me want to learn how to live independently. The first night in school was the biggest challenge for me because it was difficult to fall asleep, even if I was really tired. I looked at the ceiling, and I thought about how bad my life was. No words could describe my feeling. A few minutes later, my roommates came to my bed. Since they were not living with their parents, they also felt alone. By having the same feeling, we easily knew each other and grouped up. We shared our feelings with each