There are moments in life when you feel unseen, even when you are right there. Sometimes, being quiet makes people assume you are cold or distant. But behind that calm silence is often a person full of warmth, love, and depth, just someone who expresses it differently. This is my story about being a warm person who is often misunderstood. The Quiet Side of Me Sometimes I feel like people do not really see who I am. I am a woman of few words, and maybe that is why I am often misunderstood. I do not talk much, but that does not mean I do not care. In fact, I care more than I show. I just express it quietly and in my own way. I am warm, but my warmth is gentle, not loud or demanding. I listen, I observe, and I try to understand people before I speak. But when I feel that I do not belong, or when I sense that I am not truly welcomed, something inside me quietly shuts down. The wall that has been with me for years slowly rises again, protecting me from being hurt. Silence Is My Safe Spa...
Ever since I was young, I knew I wanted to finish school. I have always been bright and curious, eager to learn, but life was not easy. School felt like a ladder I had to climb. Each step was hard and required all my strength. I worked part time jobs, attended tutorials, and became a student assistant just to keep going. Some nights, I came home so tired my body ached, yet I opened my books by the dim light of a lamp, determined not to fall behind. Finally, I reached the top. I finished school. I am proud not just of surviving, but of using my mind and determination to overcome the challenges. But I know not every student can climb this ladder. Many want to learn, but they do not have the support, strength, or resources to balance work and school. That is why I believe our government must pay more attention to education. I am grateful for the programs and support that exist, but sometimes the money does not reach the students who need it most. Some people take advantage of the system, ...