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Why It Is Important To Me Essay

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“It is possible that you dislike a thing which is good for you, and that you love a thing which is bad for you”. This one verse from the Holy Quran made me realized that every single thing that I have been through or will go through is the best for me. They might be wonderful and might be painful a lot sometimes. But for me, each and every thing that I have experienced before is like the photographs of me which I want to keep them for the rest of my life even though sometimes the pictures did not come out as the way I wanted them to. This is because everything that I have experienced before has made me to become the person I am today and taught me something that I will never get to learn: being the most mature children in the family, become more cautious in trusting people, and being able to do public speaking.
First and the foremost, being a child in a big family is something that I have once been upset about. There would be at least one child in the family that would not get that much attention from the parents. I am the third child out of six siblings and I would say that I am that one child. Growing up as the youngest child –before my younger sister was born …show more content…

Not being my parents’ favorite, being betrayed by my close friend, and having no confidence to do public speaking are not something that I want to change if I were given a chance to do so. For me, there is nothing to be regret for going through all of that because the outcomes are absolutely very outstanding. That is what I have learnt from this one amazing and yet powerful verse from the Holy Quran; “It is possible that you dislike a thing which is good for you, and that you love a thing which is bad for

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