We all make mistakes, not to mention the famous actors and singers. For me, making mistakes are an unacceptable thing, because I have a strong perfectionism. I feel very easily embarrassed when I do, even though it is a very small mistake. However, I’ve found that making mistakes and having flaws are unavoidable.
When I was ten years old, I used to play hide and seek a lot with my friends. One day on school lunch time, I was a tagger, and I had a strong enthusiastic feeling that I could find all of my friends. I ran and ran, attempting to catch every single friend, but nobody was there. I searched for half an hour, but couldn’t actually meet a single player. Next thing that I realized was that nobody was in the playground. I instantly knew, with a thud in my chest, that the bell has rang but I couldn’t hear it, because I was too soaked in playing tag. Eventually, I got punished by my teacher, and I was very embarrassed. I still remember the moment when my classmates pointed, laughed, and abashed me.
Another terrible mistake happened again when I was thirteen. I was taking a test for my middle school, using the OMR cards. It was the first time for me to use it, so I was kind of nervous. With a marker pen, I marked the OMR card very carefully. After that, I looked at all of the numbers carefully, and finding no mistakes, I handed it to my teacher. However, when I got the results back, the score was strangely low. I felt strange about it, so I got back to my teacher and examined my OMR card again. I found absolutely no mistakes, until I found out that the section of question number one was empty. Then, I realized that I have marked the questions from question number two. That gut-twisting feeling is unforgettable for me.
There are lots of other mistakes that have made me feel abashed and stupid. However, I’m not going to tell these right now because I now feel very embarrassed thinking about them.
When I was ten years old, I used to play hide and seek a lot with my friends. One day on school lunch time, I was a tagger, and I had a strong enthusiastic feeling that I could find all of my friends. I ran and ran, attempting to catch every single friend, but nobody was there. I searched for half an hour, but couldn’t actually meet a single player. Next thing that I realized was that nobody was in the playground. I instantly knew, with a thud in my chest, that the bell has rang but I couldn’t hear it, because I was too soaked in playing tag. Eventually, I got punished by my teacher, and I was very embarrassed. I still remember the moment when my classmates pointed, laughed, and abashed me.
Another terrible mistake happened again when I was thirteen. I was taking a test for my middle school, using the OMR cards. It was the first time for me to use it, so I was kind of nervous. With a marker pen, I marked the OMR card very carefully. After that, I looked at all of the numbers carefully, and finding no mistakes, I handed it to my teacher. However, when I got the results back, the score was strangely low. I felt strange about it, so I got back to my teacher and examined my OMR card again. I found absolutely no mistakes, until I found out that the section of question number one was empty. Then, I realized that I have marked the questions from question number two. That gut-twisting feeling is unforgettable for me.
There are lots of other mistakes that have made me feel abashed and stupid. However, I’m not going to tell these right now because I now feel very embarrassed thinking about them.