At school, I became an easy target. The comments weren’t loud, but they were constant—side glances, whispered jokes, subtle reminders that some people thought certain jobs defined a person’s worth. I kept my head down and ate lunch alone.
At home, I hid the truth. When my mother asked about school, I smiled and said everything was fine. I didn’t want her carrying another burden. Instead, I made a promise to work as hard as she did—for her.
School became my refuge. I studied late, pushed myself, and found purpose in learning. Then a teacher noticed my curiosity and refused to let me shrink my goals. He challenged me, encouraged me, and reminded me that circumstances don’t define potential.
With his guidance, I applied to colleges quietly, afraid to hope too much. When the acceptance letter arrived—with full financial support—I sat stunned. Telling my mother was one of the proudest moments of my life.
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