Growing up

Anyone has a special experience which stimulate him or her grow up.

After graduating from junior high school, I went to the best senior high school in my city. That should have been a paradise for me, but I was wrong. It was the ugliest period in my life so far. That dirty place was full of envy, revenge, and ignorance.

I was an innocent boy until I graduated from junior high. I did not scheme and I always believed in my friends and teachers. However, my teacher in senior high did change me to be more mature that I can more clearly see the world and laugh at the dirtiness of it.

Mr. Mu was my head teacher in my first senior high year who is one of the most important reasons that I hate this class. He was a good-looking mature man, tall and slim and definitely attractive to young girls. He liked playing basketball and was good at nearly every sport, just like me. Moreover, he was really like a gentleman who was always polite to other people. I believed that he would be a good teacher, but I was wrong. Specifically, for me, I was absolutely wrong.

I appreciated to the fact that I met a good teacher until I found that thing after I met him that his discrimination based on gender was definitely tremendous. Take a simple example; he was always extremely unhappy when male students asked him math questions as our math teacher. However, when girls asked the same questions, he often carefully pardoned the details. What a great bias.

I was a sensitive boy and a frank boy as well. I never knew how to hide my disagreement with others and my dislike to some behavior. Because of my outspoken personality, I made a lot of friends. However, I also bothered some people because of my frankness. Clearly, my frankness bothered Mr. Mu. One day, after being criticized again when I asked him questions, I was not able to control myself and queried him why he discriminated male students. He must lose face when a student queried him in this way and on this question in the classroom. But he said nothing. If I thought the silence was his mercy, it must be the funniest joke in the world. His silence was actually called revenge. However, I did not know that my tragedy was coming to me until one year later.

After this event, he ignored everything about me and never criticized me even when I made mistakes. However I did not know he was planning a great revenge.

What amazed me was that he was collecting evidences to completely revenge me. One day, finally, an excellent opportunity was found; I skipped a self-study time and played basketball with my classmates. Unluckily he caught us. We 5 boys poorly stood in front of him for 2 hours of criticism when he said, “You guys can go back except Tao.” I was left behind and kept silent waiting for him; I did not know why I was specially left behind. After few minutes of silence, he told me I would be eliminated and had to leave school. I was extremely shocked at that time and I tried my best to stop crying and asked him why. Surprisingly, he passed me a paper, smiling evilly and lightly said, “There is no reason except you are born art bad student.” The list was full of the times and events of little faults I made but not told of like sep7th, when I was arguing with teacher. I stood there surprisingly, and I noticed that I was in a trap, a cheeky, deliberate plot, and an excellent revenge. My heart was critically hurt and my belief in my teacher was ruined. That was my first time to clearly overlook the world full of evil and revenge.

My parents went to the schoolmaster’s office and solved this event. I do not know how they achieved it but I know it could not be just few words, but rather some bribe. I was not kicked out of the school. I could never imagine that one day I would be facing a situation of being kicked out of school before, because I was always a good student in various aspects.

I finally recognized that he knew I would not make big mistakes, so he never corrected my little mistakes and collected it to revenge me. That truth really shocked me and let me transfer form an innocent boy to a man, a man with wise eyes.

This event accelerated me growing up. First, I learned that not anyone in the word is kind to me including some villains who are gentlemen on surface. Second, although I was frustrated by Mr. Mu, it is worthy because I learned a lot from him. Finally, frankness is not always a good thing. 

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