In the country I grew up in, to be able to get into a good senior high school (from the eighth great upwards), you need to pass a series of very difficult exams with flying colours. I worked incredibly hard for months and spent heaven knowshow many sleepless nights studying for the tests, which got me great grades and allowed me to enter the school of my choice among the first on the list. Seeing the results listed in the school’s hallway and my name high up there close to the top was a moment of pride and exhilaration I had never experienced before!
But those wonderful feelings vanished in an instant when I heard some students talking around me. “Of course she got in! She is X’s daughter! Who knows how much he paid for her exams or what he promised the committee?” I was torn between screaming like a maniac, trying to explain myself to those kids, or just run away and hide under a rock forever. My mind was crying “How can they be so mean and what’s dad got to do with anything? I worked so hard for this! I deserve it!”
I am the daughter of a local celebrity but, until the exam incident, I had never felt different, special or privileged in any way. While saying this doesn’t exactly denote modesty, I have a pleasant personality,which allowed me to make friends easily when I was a child, friends who liked me for me and who never really cared who my parents were (being young, they most probably didn’t even know). Furthermore, my parents never spoiled me and they raised me to be hard-working and respectful towards others, so I just couldn’t fathom how it was possible for those children to believe I cheated my way into a good school.
Hearing those hateful words was like Thor’s hammer bursting my bubble of innocence and happiness, and that dreadful moment was just one out of many to come. I’ve had teachers giving me a hard time just because I was my father’s daughter, I’ve had “friends” who spent time with me just because they wanted to be seen with me, and my first date had similar motives as well.
Many believe that being a celebrity offspring makes life easier for you, gives you certain privileges, or allows you to easily gain advantages or credit you do not deserve. But what I experienced was the opposite. I had to put in more effort into my studies than all others, to prove I’m not just a spoiled teenager who is paying or cheating her way through school, and I often felt suspicious about people’s intentions when they tried to get close to me.
All these, however, haven’t turned me into a bitter or paranoid person, although they had immense potential to do so. I considered these difficulties as opportunities to grow and improve myself. I am accustomed to giving all my best and working hard regardless of the projects I get involved in, I have learned to be kind to others and never judge them by appearances or the background they come from, and I have developed an ability to understand other people and cope with life’s unpleasant surprises that I know will help me tremendously throughout my whole life.