MyThanksGivingDay

　　WhenIwasaseniorhighschoolstudentandwasalwaysagoodstudentinother‘seyes，butIchangedalotthatyeariwasingradetwo。

　　Duringthosedays，IwasconfusedwheatherIshouldstillworksohardornot。Ididn‘tknowwhatIlearntfor。Myparentssomeimescomplainedtheirtirednessandhowmuchmoneytheyhadspentinmystudy。Maybeiwassosensitiveaboutit，buticouldn‘thelpthinkingthoesthings。Ibecamemoreandmoredepressedgradually。Iformedmanybadhabitssuchassleptinclass，neverdidmyhomework，mademanytroublesafterclass。Futhermore，Ievendidn‘tattendclassnowandthen。Somedayslater，IthoughtnoonewouldcareaboutmeanymoreButontheChildren‘sDay，myEnglishteacheraskedmetoheroffice，Iwonderedwhatshewouldsay。Iforcedmyselfintotheroom。Shesaidshewantedtoknowwhat‘swrongwithme。OfcauseIsaidnothing。ButshetoldmeIshouldputmyheartinmystudycompletely。Intheyteachers‘eyes，Iwasalwaysaclevergirl。AndnomatterwhatdifficultiesIcameacross，Ioughttotrymybesttoovercomethem。Tomysurprised，shethengavemeanspecialegg，whichsaid"HappyChildren‘sDay，mydearson"Iwasmovedintotears，shewastruelyregardedmeashersonforIhadthesamenamewithherboy。IrealizedIhadlostmyselfforsuchalongtime。Fromthattimeon，Idecidedtoworkmorehardtoreachmydream。

　　TheChildren‘sDay，suchameaningfulandimportantday，Iwillvalueitallmylife。