Essay

My Best Achievement

Success is everyone’s goal. It is the target or something that we really want to get. Sometimes, we must face some cruelty or bittersweet reality to reach the goal with our struggles. It is not as easy as what people said, hard to get and needs more efforts. Reaching an achievement is like climbing the mountain. It is tiring and makes us cried. If we are not ready to face the possibility or failure, it would be ended up with a disappointment and become desparate.

I am just a commoner with limits. I ever experienced that failure. It was happened when I was in Junior High School at 7^th grade when my school held the drawing competition for all of the class. It was a great news and I was interested to join it at that time, so I registered myself and hoped that I would be the winner. I did not know why I was too confident declaring that.

 The day of competition was begun. I prepared all of my tools, my sketch and I was ready to draw my best. I thought that my drawing was pretty good. I just focused on my project and revealed all of my efforts. I enjoyed that moment when I drew my sketch because that competition was my passion, and I did not want to miss it. This competition was held in one day and would be announced a week later. I prayed to God and just left all of decision in His bless.

Sadly, that was not my lucky day. I was not nominated in top 5. Among twenty participants, I got 9^th rank. I was disappointed and sad because I felt that all of my efforts was pointless and hopeless. I thought that this announcement was disappointing and I even thought that the judges cheated me and I was drowned in my despair. My heart told me that I should not blame that fate and tried to think positive, so I stopped my hobby for a while to take some new to be my references.

I had been trained my drawing skill for one year and I thought that it was enough for me. I had been improved so much than my last drawing. I tried to be more careful and more detail in drawing something. Eventhough my skill had been improve, I never forgot to learn more and more. With learn more, I got the new style one. I was very happy at that time. I could do that. I could pass my despair.

At the second year when I was in 8^th grade. I decided to join this annual competition again. Competing with same participants just like last year and just several new participants that tried to against the winners a year ago. That was the twice I gave my best, and I played with my imagination to unleash in my drawing book. I did not hope anymore. In my heart I told myself that I just doing my passion and my hobby. I tried to forget the prizes that the winners would receive.

Unbelievable. After the week of competition, the result was announced. The chief of that event calling my name as the 2^nd winner. At the first I did not believe that, I thought that they read the wrong name. But they calling my name again in many times. I walked forward to make sure and then I received the prize. It was my best day. I held my tears back, that was tears of happiness. All of my struggles and efforts were paid sweetly.

So, I tell you everyone. An achievement and success are hard to reach. We need to give and fight for the best. Fall, failure, sad, desparate and disappointment can be passed with the worth struggles, it will be changed the sweetest thing ever.