Honor Class

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I went to a local middle school, the same one my sister went to. It was at middle school I met my first true friend, someone I felt like I could understand. Somebody who I felt understood me. Of course, there was only so much we were willing to discuss. Both of us came from Asian families, and both of us were expected to study hard and learn. But together, we were stronger. I began to realize that we built off of each other. Rather than trying to absorb his traits into myself, we merged, both becoming superior beings. But the pressure of my family, and the pressure of society never fades. Competition among everyone was fierce. Being in the honor class did not help reduce competition. It was hard to tell who you could trust, and who would be …show more content…

When you surround yourself with people who have never had the need to belittle others in order to rise themselves, you learn how pointless it is to belittle others. There are only so many people that I could directly affect, and to try to succeed by causing others to fail, is not the answer. On a small scale, it might help, but the world does not work on a small scale. There are always going to be people that I can never reach, be it through my skill, or through my influence. Thus as a team, Hunter works together to build each and every person up. By providing a platform that accentuates everyone, everybody is able to succeed. Every day I still struggle to adjust to this new mindset: Help people, and help will inevitably return to you. Society might be a zero-sum game, but I don’t need to take away from those closest to me to rise, but together, we can take from society to raise ourselves. My old friends don’t understand why I’m willing to help them now. They don’t understand why I’m always so happy, why I’m willing to go to a school so far away. I go to a school far away because being able to walk into a building and know that you belong, that you have people who care about you, people who want to see you succeed, is better than any edge you get from hurting others. I’m still soaring, but now, I’m soaring with a

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