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Personal recount essay O Level- What was the most difficult moment of your life?

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 Personal Recount Essay O'level.

What was the most difficult moment of your life?

Student: Hadriel Koh







Personal recount essay O Level- What was the most difficult moment of your life?
Personal recount essay O Level- What was the most difficult moment of your life?


Life is like a rollercoaster. It is a journey that is full of challenges and hardships, with moments where we experience both exciting and scary times. There are moments in life that test our strength and resilience and push us to our limits. One such moment that I experienced was the loss of someone whom I held close; someone who was not only my source of comfort and support but also my closest confidante.

 

          My grandmother was my beacon of support. She was always there for me, no matter what. Whether it was during disappointing times or enjoyable moments, we were always freely voicing our thoughts to each other. She was my mentor, cheerleader, and my confidante. We spent countless hours talking about life, sharing stories, and laughing together. She had an incredible sense of humor and was always able to lift my spirits, even on the darkest of days.

 

          I remember there were times when we would bake cookies together during the holidays. She would always regale me with stories of her youth, and I listened intently, fascinated by the tales of her adventures. Such simple activities that we did together really allowed me to cherish those warm and enjoyable times with my grandmother.

 

          Whenever she saw me in a dejected mood, she would try her best to lift the mood, even going the extra mile of getting me snacks or items to cheer me up. This thoughtful gesture always warmed my heart, and nothing put a smile on my grandmother’s face like watching me feel better throughout the day. Everyday was a fond memory, and I know that I will always treasure the time spent with my beloved grandmother.

 

          As time flew by, I soon became a secondary student and we noticeably did not spend as much time together as before. Being too preoccupied with the new lifestyle and schoolwork, I seldom visited to check up on my grandmother as I also assumed she was doing well. However, it all changed when she was diagnosed with terminal cancer. I was devastated. I could not believe that the person who had always been there for me would now battle a disease that had no cure. Watching her suffer was the most difficult time of my life.

 

          Cancer is a disease that takes a huge toll on the person battling it and their family. However, my grandma was a brave and strong woman who never lost hope and faith in herself. She took it all as a challenge and was determined to fight it with all her might. Her chemotherapy sessions were onerous, and they always made her feel weak and drained. However, she never lost hope, and her strong willpower kept her going. Watching her go through the process was painful to watch, but it was her courage that inspired us all. However, the cancer still spread rapidly, and my grandmother’s pain and discomfort were unbearable. Watching her gradually lose her strength and will to live was excruciating. Not only did she gradually turn exhausted by the day, she also was in no mood to chat. The emotional turmoil was unbearable.

 

          It was a typical Saturday when I was studying for my exams in my room when my mother called my name. I instantly knew something was wrong as her voice was shaking. I walked hurriedly to the living room with a racing heart to find my mother sitting on the sofa in tears. As she looked at me, she whispered that my grandmother was no more. I froze in disbelief and shock. I couldn’t digest the news that my grandmother, my role model and source of strength was not coming back.

 

          I was engulfed by despair and emptiness. I could not focus on anything and my thoughts were all over the place. It was the harsh reality that I would never be able to hear the sound of her laughter again. I could not bear to accept the fact that my grandmother was gone forever.

 

          In the days that followed, I found it hard to get on with my life. I was consumed with grief and sadness. However, I came to realize that my grandmother would not want me to stay stuck in my pain. She had always been a positive force in my life, encouraging me to stay strong and resilient no matter what life threw at me. I knew I had to honor her memory by doing just that.

 

          Looking back, I realized that my grandmother’s passing taught me some important life lessons. It taught me the value of family, of treasuring every moment, and of cherishing the people we love. It also taught me to be grateful for the support and love of those around us and to never take it for granted.


 





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