PROMPT: Is there something you love, have to do, can't stop thinking about? Write about a personal passion or obsession other than visual art or design.
I have been the youngest among my family members through the first sixteen years of my life. The thought of approaching a younger child, or even trying to interact with one never crossed my mind. In the spring of the year 2010, I signed up for an extracurricular activity that allowed me to socialize with disabled children from a local Chinese orphanage. I was certain that this would not be a trained experience for me. All I could think about was to get my curriculum out of the way.
When the orphanage arrived at our school's front gate, I hesitated for a moment and attempted to step forward as I inhaled and exhaled slowly. This boy, as physically challenged as he might have seemed, rushed to my sight and stopped. He smiled at me and said, "hi" as I smiled and led him to the cafeteria for lunch. I felt a sudden fear and awkward feeling with the reason that I finally have the responsibility to look after someone younger than me. A rush of motivative feeling went through my mind, and encouraged myself to take well care of this child for the day.
We played ball at the school gym after lunch. He looked at me and said that this experience was the best he ever had. Although he was a juvenile still maturing to his teens, I realized how Fortune was viewed differently among different people-I was a teenager who lived in a jar of honey her whole life, yet she could not see how lucky she was to have a healthy body and soul. This little boy showed me his super inner being, transmitting an energy to me that later became a motivative obsession for the rest of my life.
My obsession became my passion that day, as my passion was to live like the boy-focused on the glass half full. This passion still remains today, and it will forever be remembered through my experience with this little boy who could not help but smile at each moment we spent together.
(I am concerned that this may not be on topic... I'm also concerned about my grammatical errors in this essay, or things that may sound a little awkward. Please help, thank you!)
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