The force of a new beginning has to be rather more disciplined and striving for success, what we call the common quality shared by those who have what it takes to say, “I am a survivor!”.
In this post, I would love to share my personal surviving story. Please enjoy and probably get inspired.
When I was 15, I turned from a nerdy math kid to a pretty much misled youngster who would skip classes for such trendy activities, including video gaming, drinking, gambling, clubbing, dress freaking, dating, bike racing and almost drug involving.
Well, after all, money could buy grades back then!
Is that a mistake, failure or misfortune? Your calls!
Then, the senior year of high school came in 2006, and I was taken to court, the place my father ruled everything. So, the long-term suspicion and fresh evidence eventually formed the ground to produce the final verdict, something that changed my life forever.
Was it a violent or financial punishment? No! That was just a merely simple talk. The words used were ordinarily unthreatening, but they touched the bottom of my heart. They actually went deep to the hurting point, causing my inner cognitive being to crash.
I’m not going to elaborate further, but the talk brought about pain, embarrassment, disappointment and fear that I could never endure. So, the new beginning emerged, and this time I knew I had to do a complete re-thinking of the master plan.
I came up with perfectionism, the quality I guess I inherit from my mother who never has excuses for not finishing certain tasks. She demands perfect completion in anything she does, regardless of time inappropriateness, heavy labor, and unavailability of help.
Perfectionism is a belief that perfection can be attained. I needed just that to achieve my self-transformation because I thought every factor must be at its perfect stage in order to move forward, and move fast.
Apparently, it was rather odd to start trying to change as I was already in the last year of high school. It was not too late; It was just that the time was too short as college time was right the corner. Yes, I was seeking a miracle, and I knew I had to be harder, sharper and far more geared than a normal grade-12 student.
I aimed at 6 perfections: English language, technology, high school diploma, appearance, characteristic, communication and openness to new knowledge and experience. In 2007, I realized that the 6 perfections were not fully accomplished, but they were at satisfaction, most vitally.
They gave just enough momentum for my college life, at least to the level of competitiveness to other mates of mine. I got admitted to Royal University of Phnom Penh’s Institute of Foreign Languages with the national undergraduate study scholarship, which made me feel rather surprised and somewhat fortunate. I will leave the evaluation of my post-transformation period to the audience and people who know me. What do you think?
Personally, I am not the best performer out there, but the point is I have made it to be a better son, and citizen, and I am proud of this new reality.
The Wisdoms Behind the Story
First, the clearest message is “it’s never too late to start all over again”. In fact, the restarting journey is very hard, sharp and geared. Failure, mistake and misfortune are valuable elements to form motivation, carefulness, and fierce hard work. Thus, let’s get restarted and reborn.
Second, some might get me wrong that in order to be better, we need to fall into failure, mistake and misfortune. That’s not what I intended. My story may give a warning to all well-on-track students that there is a tendency of ignoring fierce pushing as they are already in a good condition. Survivors have failure, mistake and misfortune to push them while good students might not.
Another Cambodian survivor: Livina Tep
Livina is a Cambodian who has proven that the word “too late” doesn’t exist. He is a gangster-turned-scholar.
(Photo: Me, at Standford’s business school and on study visit in Silicon Valley.)