I was a little boy who was still innocent and did not understand the cruelty of the world. Every day I always woke up very early and was very excited to go to school. I had a big dream, namely to be the number 1 in my class at that time, But the lazy attitude that made me lazy to study and prefer to play outside with my friends. When i wanted to take an exam, i didn't care about the exam, i only studied at night, that's why when the report card was distributed I got rank 24, I felt disappointed and jealous seeing someone who got 1st place, crying in the corner and sometimes regretting what I did but unfortunately I still hadn't changed at that time.
Until the time came when my family suffered a disaster, my father was diagnosed with a serious illness that was almost similar to cancer, at that time I never felt sad with my father, instead I was always mean to him. And when my father died, at that time I cried feeling very deep sorrow remembering the memories with my father and I felt sorry because I was the one who always fought him and I never gave him something to be proud of.
When 1 week after the incident, I went back to school with a flat face and no enthusiasm, and when the report cards were distributed again I was still in the bottom rank, again I was jealous of the person who got 1st place, then I met my friends in the canteen, they praised the person who got 1st place, even many of them wanted to be friends with him, I who saw that spontaneously said that I could also get 1st place in class, they laughed at me and said "this idiot thinks he can beat him", they made fun of me (bullied me) for saying that.
At that time my desire to change increased, I studied from noon after school until dawn at 01.00, my brother tried hard to teach me mathematics so that I could answer it quickly and correctly during the exam, at that time I thought I was stupid because it was difficult to understand what was being taught, but with a strong will and a desire to be the best I was willing to do everything and make them acknowledge me because my father once told me "son, don't let people step on you", then my brother said how do you want to get 1st place if you can't do this, I told him this "with God and hard work nothing is impossible"
The week after that the exam started, with the hard work that I did, I managed to answer the questions well and even got an average that was beyond reason 90+, I got 1st place and continued to get it, and the teacher took me as an olympiad student, but there were still many in my class who didn't like me because of their prestige, but I didn't care about their opinions "I have a family I don't need trash friends like that".
People say "you are good, smart, easy to understand what the teacher teaches, we have a hard time understanding, it's so much fun to be you".
"They don't know what I went through to reach that point where I turned hard work into talent".