Anxiously waiting for my name to be called, I was there in the gym with all my fellow students and their parents for the annual Award Ceremony.
As a senior, it was a big event for me since it would be the last opportunity for me to be recognized. There are several honors usually only awarded to the seniors, such as the Young Man/Woman of the Year and the Athlete of the Year.
When I was in 10th and 11th grade, I always looked up to those seniors who had accomplished so much throughout their high school career, and I was determined to be one of them when I become a senior. I wanted to be recognized for something exceptional; I wanted to be remembered as someone outstanding. Now the time has come. However, it came too “early.”
I always thought one day I would run a Chinese club or something at school and organize some events for people to know more about the Chinese culture. I always thought I would make a plan to gain some great virtues, like what Benjamin Franklin did to himself in order to perfect his 13 virtues of life. I wanted to be a person who is positive, caring, lovable, fun to be around with, energetic, passionate, and big-hearted. I wanted to learn how to cook Chinese food and be a fun and helpful addition to my host family. I always wished to exercise regularly and become stronger. I always hoped to finish reading a book, not for school, but just for fun. Also, I wanted to cherish every day as if it was my last and live my life without regrets.
Despite all my wishes, I didn’t really make an effort to change anything. I thought there was a tomorrow for everything to be changed. Now the time has come, and I am still standing where I was. I didn’t really have the drive to get things started; I was not determined enough to make a difference in my life.
Of course, at the award ceremony I am not one of those seniors whose names kept being called; I am not one of those who stood up in the crowd for his/her consistent dedication and exceptional accomplishments.
I wasn’t upset or anything because I knew I didn’t deserve those honors. I knew the awards were not lottery; they were not randomly given based on luck. I was rather frustrated at myself for not striving for the better, for not taking actions for what I want for myself. Throughout my high school career, half of me kept telling myself that what I was doing was great enough for my special circumstances as an international student, while the other half of me knew that I could be better if I actually put my thoughts into actions.
After the award ceremony, we all went back to our classrooms. There, I overheard a conversation between my friends. One said that she felt bad for her friend because she didn’t receive anything at the ceremony even though she has always been a leader at school. The other responded, “The award doesn’t mean anything.” Though she seemed to be careless when she said those words, they left me dumbfounded.
I came to a realization that the awards don’t mean as much as I thought they do. I received several awards for having the highest grades in my classes and I was happy, so I never really gave a further thought about them.
I came to realize that there are people who are very active in class, always pay close attention to teachers, help their classmates whenever they can, and always put in a lot of effort to finish each assignment. However, they might not do great on their tests or exams maybe because they missed a simple question or just because they get too stressed out under a limited time frame. Nevertheless, does this mean they do not deserve the award? No. Just having the highest grade in a class does not mean that one puts the most effort in that subject. One could be naturally smart at that subject, but does the minimum amount of work to finish each assignment. If this person gets the award, does it really mean anything?
In my view, the award should be given to the student who is the most dedicated, not the one who is the most intelligent. Since there isn’t really a measurement for dedication, the award doesn’t necessarily have much meaning to it.
On the other hand, there isn’t such an award called “The Biggest Challenger of the Year” or “The Most Improved in English Award,” awards I know that I would deserve. I applied for a total of 16 colleges within three months. I refused to use any paid agency to help me with my applications (which is, sadly, a very common practice in some Asian countries). I applied to schools I never thought I would get into, but I am glad that I at least tried.
I challenged myself in ways that not many people do, such as finishing a one-year AP course on my own within 20 days. Instead of being afraid to “look stupid,” I chose not to be a manager but a player for the girls’ basketball team. Even though singing is never my forte, I didn’t hesitate to go all out and perform songs on the stage with friends.
I am proud to say that I did all that I could do in my college application process. I am happy to see how much my English has improved through studying for the SAT and writing numerous college essays. Are these achievements not worth celebrating just because I didn’t receive an award for them in the ceremony?
After this brainstorming, the awards don’t mean that much to me anymore. I know those “labels” shouldn’t determine who I am and what my value is. I should not do things and work hard just to receive those awards and just to be recognized in front of the crowd. I know everything should just be done for myself in the first place; things don’t mean anything unless you place a value on them.
There might be no one there to witness your every achievement, but it doesn’t matter. You are the one who knows what you have done, and you know if you have really gone out of your way to get what you want or if you have just remained standing wherever you are.
If you have a dream, go make it happen with your actions. Be happy if you reached your dream, and still be happy if you did not, because you didn’t just stand there, you at least tried. You are happy because you are making a difference in your life, not because you are being awarded for something you don’t believe you deserve.





















