Personal Narrative: I Never Grow Without A Little Hitch

I Never Grow Without a Little Hitch

Three years ago, I dropped out from a science program of the most famous high school in Thailand just to come back to my old school where the science program had more of art-oriented students. I wanted to keep my options open for both art and science. Ultimately, I have never regretted coming back to my old school, for I know now it is my true passion to create and design. After days of trials and errors and rich experiences, in other words, one long road to self-discovery, I made up my mind to be a fashion designer.

I wanted to grow up doing all the amazing and marvelous things, for which I had reason to get up in the morning. Although I did well in physics and mathematics, I could not imagine myself leading one productive and happy life choosing these paths. On the other hand, I enjoyed drawing figures and dresses, but I

Because I had been afraid of falling behind for I never sew garments before, I learned how to how to use the sewing machine at my aunt’s house. Nevertheless, my first real sewing in the pattern and sewing class was not exactly smooth. I did not sew in a complete straight line, I failed in ironing, and I spent a great amount of time removing the stitches. I was fine with my mistakes, for this was my first time. However, when I was to sew the concealed zipper which was very hard, my teacher gave students an example for only one time and I had to figure the rest out myself, how to start, how to actually conceal the zipper, and how to finish it. I felt so lost, and when I tried sewing zipper, it was a complete disaster. I sewed and removed stitches, and sew and removed stitches for four times until the zipper on my skirt looked better. I was tired and frustrated, but not mainly because I could not sew in the right way, but because I was not given a proper instruction and