Ling’s Monolog

  As you all know that Ling Ling is my name, and in Chinese it means (the animal) “dear”. However, I also have an English name, Dorcas, which I keep it to myself. The name, Dorcas comes from the Bible and in Hebrew it also means “dear”. Growing up in a single-parent family, I learned to be independent, mature, responsible, caring and hardworking at a relatively young age. I am proud to have these characteristics. However, I am also not outgoing, shy and unsociable which I tried hard to improve. I like to get thing done on-time, it makes me happy. I am a serious person and I hate to be fooled around. The person who is very important to me is my mom; I could never imagine living a life without her. I am empowered to manage the money I earned and to do the housework after I get home. One shameful thing I would always remember is when I was in first grade I was so interested in my grandfather’s razor that I used it on my eyebrow and shaved half of it. I feel so ashamed to go to school with a different eyebrow. One of the motto I like is “Do unto Others as You Would Have Them Do unto You” This keep me award of the ways I treat others.

 Well, after experiencing the first two months of college. I am only disappointed with some of my professors and the rest are just fine. The biggest challenge I encounter is staying focus through classes like music, US History, and even math which I often wander during class. I enjoy the break time, but it seems to get shorter. I love the school for having access to computer everywhere at anytime. I am always worried about the first test grade I am getting in each class. For instance, I have an anthropology test this Wednesday. Since this is the only test of that class and worth 50% of the final grade, it makes me more worried about the test. I am afraid of failing; I want to pass every class with a satisfying grade. My plan for the future is to graduate with a 3.5 and have a job which I feel comfortable working and with a decent pay.

 

This is the character I choose to represent me. Yes, she is Cinderella. Only the difference between Cinderella and I is that I have a loving mother. However, I also have to do all the housework like she does.

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