Have any of you readers ever eaten sticky rice out of a bowl? Don't you find having it stick to the side just annoying? Let's make this analogy a bit more interesting, shall we? A grain of sticky rice stuck to a bowl is as me stuck to my school's library.
Ever since I was trained by Andrew, the head library assistant, I have been visiting the school library every chance that I've had. Recently I even tried training one of my friends to become a library aide although that did not work out.
I love visiting the library so much. Every time I help others check out books, my heart fills with joys of satisfaction. This is because I love imaging myself as a valiant Jedi Master saving people around the galaxy, as I am being helpful to others.
Now I have a dream. In the future, I would like to take over Andrew's job as the lead library aide. This job comes in a "package," including the responsibility of making the library look nice and training other people to become library aides.
I am determined to get this job, for that you may call me, "the grain of sticky rice on the bowl that cannot be picked off."
This is Martin Luther King Jr. Jr. with a big dream. Sayonara!
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