When I first entered the school, I was full of strong curiosity and yearning for everything. In the first semester, I was a resident student. Before entering school, I longed for the happiness and leisure of my brothers and sisters. But when I really live in this campus, I know what "freedom" is. I had a lot of trouble during my school days. I grew up in that greenhouse and I really left home. I really couldn't live alone at that time. When I walked out of the school gate with a white school card, I had an indescribable taste in my heart. I envy them that they can see their closest family, eat their mother's cooking and sleep in their own quilts every day.
All this is beyond my comprehension. I have no time to be alone in school life. While dealing with your own study, you should also deal with the relationship with your classmates. Every day when I walk into the canteen and see familiar faces cooking delicious meals, I feel helpless from the bottom of my heart. My living expenses for a week are 100 yuan, but I can only scrimp and save the fare and other expenses in 60 yuan.
Originally, I was a small role in the big family in my class, but because I occasionally participated in the essay competition, I got the first job in my class-writing manuscripts. Up to now, I'm still confused. My writing level is actually not good, but why do people always take such a fancy to me? Speaking of selecting league members, I thought I could be selected, but I was wrong. By the end of the semester, I had some small friction with my roommates in the dormitory, and they all began to reject me, but I didn't say a word. I didn't tell my family about it until the end of the semester. Gradually, the first semester ended and I unconsciously entered the second semester. ...
The head teacher changed everything. Because of the convenient transportation and abundant time, I didn't live on campus this semester. In my day-to-day life, I also feel the sadness day after day. This semester, I still took over the weekly manuscript task in my class. Slowly, I liked it and became interested in writing. The class teacher recommended me because the students wanted to gather new members, and I seized this opportunity to join the study department of the Student Union and the Communist Youth League. There are really many things in this semester, and I am also working hard this semester, because I want to prove to those who have bullied me that my relationship with my former dormitory classmates has gradually improved this semester, and there is no previous quarrel and exclusion. This is my greatest comfort this semester.
My growth in vocational schools is not limited to this. When I woke up from my dream, I grew up, became more mature, learned to be strong, learned to handle things rationally, learned to work hard, and learned to forget. I must forget any feelings in my work before I can do it well. I also learned to be frugal and have a certain concept of financial management. I've grown up, really. Without passion, I gradually understood the true meaning of feelings. I used to envy couples when I saw them, but now I know what my task is and who I should love. This year's growth has changed me a lot. Really, I have really changed. Maybe entering a vocational school is the right choice for me, which makes me see a lot of things that I can't see in junior high school. The biggest gain in vocational schools is to learn to take responsibility.