I had participated in two of the calligraphy competitions yesterday. It was not in the plan at first because I was actually sitting for my IELTS test on Saturday and didn't plan to go back to my home. Out of the sudden my mum rang a call to me and informed me that daddy will come subang to pick me up and want me to involve in the competition. I was reluctant, because I hate last minute inform like seriously. But still, I was at the competition venue on Sunday.
As a 19 year-old teen, I am no longer qualified to enter secondary school category. I need to put myself in the situation that I gonna compete with all those professional teachers and old folks with sophisticated skills. I got no confidence at all when the first minute I step into the competition venue. But my mind told me that," Michelle, prove yourself. Dad and mum are there to see you on the stage to get back trophy. Make them proud."
For the first competition to the next competition, I was in rush. I only manage to have thirty minutes to complete my work in the first competition and I have to go for the next one which is approximately 15 minutes from the previous venue. Luckily I have enough time to finish both of them on my level. I was satisfied with my master pieces . And there's where confidence built up.
When the moment my name get called on the prize giving ceremony, the smile that bloom on my parents' face was priceless. I feel the proudness they have on brother and my performance. Not to forget about my little brother who also took part in the same competitions as me under secondary category. He did performs well too! We were over the moon.
Ps. I got a second place for both of the competitions. My brother got second place and consolation prize.
It's worth to spend my Sunday morning in such a meaningful event with my family. I knew that, no matter what happens, parents will always be with me and support me. They are the one who will be with you till the end of the day. Even a morning with them is enough to fill my memories with happiness. Cherish the time with parents.
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