We were born in the early 90s as a group of high school students, and the high school we attended at that time was located in a small town, and the quality of teaching was obviously not on the same level as the county and city middle schools. At that time, there were 49 students in the class, and I was able to rank at the top of the class in each exam. Sure enough, after the results of the college entrance examination were announced, it was almost the same as the teacher's **, and I was the only one in the class who was admitted to the undergraduate line, and the other four could only be admitted to the junior college line, and I was only 10 points away from the undergraduate line. No matter how persuaded by my parents, I made up my mind to review for a year and strive to be admitted to a key undergraduate in the next year's college entrance examination.
The four students who got the college admission letter happily stepped into the university gate when the school started in September, and I entered the high school review class in September. Although it was not long, I persevered and worked hard, and the results lived up to my expectations, and in the second year, although I was only a few points away from the main line, I was finally admitted to an undergraduate college, and my undergraduate dream was realized.
By the end of my second year of undergraduate, the four high school classmates had successfully completed their junior college studies, received their dispatch certificates and returned to their hometowns, some were assigned to the Finance Bureau, and some were assigned to the Personnel Bureau, and they all became cadres with academic qualifications and a place in the county-level organs. And I, after graduation, can only return to my hometown to wait for the allocation, it just so happens that the county's college graduates are no longer allocated within the national plan, and can only find suitable career opportunities in the market on their own. Because of this incident, my parents complained about me many times, saying that I was so ambitious, and if I didn't study for undergraduate, I would be like those four classmates to become a cadre in the county and enjoy a certain status and face.
As time passed, I couldn't find my dream job for a long time, and I really regretted it, blaming myself for being young and vigorous, and not following the advice of others. In my hometown, my family had limited conditions and could not support my life, so I had to choose to go to a southern city to seek career development, like many college students. However, during the job search process, I encountered numerous setbacks and finally got a position in one company, but then changed companies until a few years later, I found a relatively stable job at my current company, and gradually climbed to the position of people manager. Although I am a human resources manager, I am actually just an ordinary part-time worker, and the salary is slightly higher, but it is far from enough to buy a house and live in my city. In desperation, my wife and I discussed and decided to return to my hometown to buy a house, so that my parents could pick up and drop off our children to school in the city, while my wife and I continued to work hard in the current city.
This summer, because my children were going to transfer schools, I made a special trip back to my hometown. When I went back to my hometown this time, I happened to meet four classmates who had been admitted to the junior college. One of them is now the director of the bureau in the city, with the rank of director, and the others are also deputy directors in the county seat, earning a lot of money, not only buying a house in the county, but also having their own residence in the city, and two of them have their own homes in the provincial capital. And me?After years of hard work in the southern city, I only bought a house in the city, and compared with the four students who were admitted to the junior college, I felt envious and deeply ashamed.
What touched me the most was that I had spent a lot of effort to deal with the transfer of my children, and those who are now in important positions in the city did it in just a few words. I deeply understand that the gap between me and these four classmates will continue to widen, and even further after retirement. However, everything is a matter of fate.
Looking back on my own path to study, I feel that time is important. In high school, I chose to review, persevered, and finally fulfilled my dream of entering the undergraduate college entrance examination. However, compared to my classmates who entered high school with me, they successfully completed their university studies and found enviable jobs on time on the wings of dispatch. After graduating, I tried repeatedly and went through many job changes before I finally found a relatively stable job. It seems that the gap is huge, but in fact, it is the difference between their choices and opportunities.
We face different choices at different stages of life, and sometimes our decisions can affect our future life path. However, no matter how the gap widens, we should maintain a positive attitude and constantly strive to pursue our ideals and goals. Each of us has a unique trajectory in life, and there is no need to compare ourselves to others, but it is important to find our own development path and work towards it.
There are no shortcuts in life, and different choices will bring different results. Each of us must learn to accept our choices, face them positively, whether we have regrets or not, and work tirelessly in pursuit of a better future.