I remembered when I was seven years old, my aunt adopted me for one year and made me study in a CHINESE school. Well, I am not a Chinese, maybe physically there are some features, but that is all. I don’t like the school for only one reason; I have to study Chinese, of course it was part of the lessons, and it was hard for me to learn & understand.
Then I always got a mercy passing grade of 75 to 76 from my Chinese subject and the rest I got high. I hated it.
I think it was in the midterm when I got the final mark of 73 and I was so scared. I was thinking that my aunt would probably smash or reprimand me. When I received my school card, since the grades were written by teacher’s handwriting, I change the 73 to 78 before I gave it to my aunt to sign. I wonder why I have never caught from that incident.
That’s how I started to extract the lemons in my life. I became wiser and cheater for such a young age.
I think I always just tried to find a solution if I can & if there is.
When life gives you lemons… make something else. Tell us about a time you used an object or resolved a tricky situation in an unorthodox way. In response to the daily prompt: Not Lemonade