Spring time was approaching, and my siblings were allowed to play outside, while on the other hand, I was forced to stay inside, studying day and night. Unfortunately, after countless tutoring and after school prep, my parents would soon lessen their expectations. There were no more lectures or scoldings. However, there were times I envied my brother, who would constantly bring home awards; acquiring praises and compliments from almost every family member. Ultimately, my 5th grade graduation generated a rather innovative way of thinking. Even after receiving my report card, I felt distraught that even my younger cousin had surpassed me. Awards were distributed to everyone excluding myself. Tears of anger began to accumulate, but my mother looked at me saying, “Don't worry you’ll get it next time”. As great as it would have been to earn a medal, It wouldn't have been fair to others that genuinely tried. Feelings of remorse and distress filled my mind that same night; maybe that same feeling of defeat was something I needed to experience alone, as a