My family moved to United States when I was fifteen, then came my first real life-time challenge. I felt like I was standing on a starting line of the marathon that is far behind the normal one. It almost felt like that I was born disabled- just that it was not physical or mental disability, but a cultural disability.While I was complaining about my life, I started volunteering at Braille Institute with children with impaired vision. One day, I was talking to a boy named Carlos who was struggling in our martial art class. He told me that he did not feel confident in class because he could not compare himself to the others. I told him that he is doing a great job in class and everyone else is in the learning process like him, which requires trial and error. Then something amazing happened. Carlos’ face brightened up as he confidently walked back into the classroom and participated. It was amazing to learn how much impact we have on each other when we listen to each other and give encouragements.We are all blind in certain ways. We are blinded by so many blessings we have that we forget how thankful we should be to live in this world. I love meeting new people. I listen to their stories, I encourage them to take another step forward, and I share my own stories. One by one, I make a small impact in everyone's life. I do what I do because I love the world- and I want to make this world brighter.
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