“To be, or not to be" is an opening
phrase in William Shakespeare’s Hamlet and is probably the most famous line
from all literary pieces. This line was spoken by Hamlet on his entry to Act 3
Scene 1, where he questions the meaning of life and whether or not it is meaningful
to stay alive when life contains so many obstacles and hardships.
Just like Hamlet, I also asked myself about life and death. Is it meaningless or is it worthwhile? What if I choose death because I am dissatisfied of my life and the problems it brings? Is death really an undiscovered country from which no traveller returns? All these questions came into my mind when I was 7 years old. I was a grade 1 student at that time and I was always admitted to the hospital because of tonsillitis, an inflammation of the tonsils that is caused by viral or bacterial infection. Initially,we didn't pay much attention to it because we thought it was just simple infection that can be treated by antibiotics. But as time went by, it became worse from once or twice a year, which is the normal episode of having that illness, to once or twice every quarter.
I experienced having a lot of sore throat, difficulty of swallowing, fever, and chills. It was a very difficult situation for me because every now and then , I was admitted to the hospital, disrupting my normal life at school. Our pediatrician warned us that having this frequent swelling of the tonsils may lead complications to my heart and makes me a candidate for tonsillectomy, a procedure that surgically removes the tonsils. It was a long discussion between my parents because there is no assurance that my life will not be in danger if I undergo the operation. But since the illness got worse and my parents didn't want me to have a heart complication, they decided to gamble.
I was under a lot of pain and I had a lot of problems in coping up with my schoolwork. This is the time that I asked myself: "What did I do to deserve this? Is life really this harsh? What should I do to go through with this?". My mind was filled with fear and doubts and I even thought that I should just die that time to end all my suffering but my parents told me to be brave and persevere. They told me that I can win this fight and that they will be there to support me. Their words gave me the courage to move forward and fight.
On the day of the operation, I was really nervous. I didn't know what I should do. My mother stayed with me inside the operating room until I fell asleep. When I woke up, I wasn't able to speak and my parents told me that not being able to speak is normal. They also told me that the operation was a success. I felt so relieved and happy that my suffering has ended.
After this experience, I realized that life is full of moments of joy, pleasure, success and comfort punctuated by misery, defeat, failures and problems. We shouldn't waste our lives just because there are many obstacles in front of us. Instead, we should face them with courage because these adversities make us strong.Thus, enjoy life but also be prepared to bear the pricks of pain because it is not just a beautiful bed of roses; thorns are also a part of it.
Just like Hamlet, I also asked myself about life and death. Is it meaningless or is it worthwhile? What if I choose death because I am dissatisfied of my life and the problems it brings? Is death really an undiscovered country from which no traveller returns? All these questions came into my mind when I was 7 years old. I was a grade 1 student at that time and I was always admitted to the hospital because of tonsillitis, an inflammation of the tonsils that is caused by viral or bacterial infection. Initially,we didn't pay much attention to it because we thought it was just simple infection that can be treated by antibiotics. But as time went by, it became worse from once or twice a year, which is the normal episode of having that illness, to once or twice every quarter.
I experienced having a lot of sore throat, difficulty of swallowing, fever, and chills. It was a very difficult situation for me because every now and then , I was admitted to the hospital, disrupting my normal life at school. Our pediatrician warned us that having this frequent swelling of the tonsils may lead complications to my heart and makes me a candidate for tonsillectomy, a procedure that surgically removes the tonsils. It was a long discussion between my parents because there is no assurance that my life will not be in danger if I undergo the operation. But since the illness got worse and my parents didn't want me to have a heart complication, they decided to gamble.
I was under a lot of pain and I had a lot of problems in coping up with my schoolwork. This is the time that I asked myself: "What did I do to deserve this? Is life really this harsh? What should I do to go through with this?". My mind was filled with fear and doubts and I even thought that I should just die that time to end all my suffering but my parents told me to be brave and persevere. They told me that I can win this fight and that they will be there to support me. Their words gave me the courage to move forward and fight.
On the day of the operation, I was really nervous. I didn't know what I should do. My mother stayed with me inside the operating room until I fell asleep. When I woke up, I wasn't able to speak and my parents told me that not being able to speak is normal. They also told me that the operation was a success. I felt so relieved and happy that my suffering has ended.
After this experience, I realized that life is full of moments of joy, pleasure, success and comfort punctuated by misery, defeat, failures and problems. We shouldn't waste our lives just because there are many obstacles in front of us. Instead, we should face them with courage because these adversities make us strong.Thus, enjoy life but also be prepared to bear the pricks of pain because it is not just a beautiful bed of roses; thorns are also a part of it.
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