A Defining Moment
Three years in a row before being accepted into Maktab, I had repeatedly failed my interviews, unable to reach the benchmark set by the college. An introverted person, I did not have the presence of mind to respond to the interviewers' questions with convincing answers, thus time and again making a fool of myself. One time, an elderly male interviewer looked at me with disdain and remarked that I was no teaching material. The spiteful words had ravaged my self-confidence, causing me to cast doubt on the authenticity of my vocation. To be well-prepared for the fourth interview, I spent a lot of time brushing up on my English, as the course I was applying for was Teaching English As the Second Language. Almost every day, you could see me reading books and talking to myself in the mirror. During learning intervals, I watched television to observe how people communicated with one another, jotting down commonly used words and trying my best to use them in my daily conversations with ...