At The Same Developmental Milestone

“Why it takes longer at MY DAUGHTER’S turn?” I could see a panel of faculties sitting on the stage. I could observe their facial expression from this distance. I couldn’t examine her countenance who’s just giving me her back. I couldn’t hear what they are keenly saying.

Feeling hot and soaking in sweat for seemingly very long moment, I consciously noticed she was coming down to me. When she said “The professors would like to talk with you”, my excitement moved to higher degree. I myself witnessed all of the other students smoothly passed their entry interview in a snap of fingers. What’s wrong with her?

His first comment made me wonder. “What a brave daughter you gave birth”!

He opened the conversation.

“Her matriculation score cannot guarantee to qualify what she applied to specialize. We suggested her to apply for other majors. She replied “NO”. She said that’s definitely what she wants to pursue. She has no reason to study what she is reluctant. Unless she has a chance to study in accordance with her desire, she would go to other apt institution for her plan B.”

I have reached to the clear understanding. When he paused incessant talking, it’s difficult to capture with words how and how much I adored my little daughter. What a remarkable attempt my daughter is doing.

Without hesitation, I just said I would admire whatever she chooses. He asked again the child. She was still persistent. I concluded remaining unchanged. He seemed so frustrated and ended with saying to wait for a week for the result.

Everybody noted what she did was so marvel. In this corrupted country, they are always seeking the victims. Without specifying any baseline, they used to say talented youths they would not qualify with their marks. Just give up the hopes or just bribe a huge sum.

Along with her admission to school without any bribe but with strong voice, her story appeared in the homepage of students’ blog as a byword for fighting against corruption.

I always thought my youngest daughter is slow and shy unlike the elder twos. At a point, I learned she’s also my proud of one. Unless she made such a bold appeal, I wouldn’t have a daughter who’s a female student in Myanmar Maritime University. And I would still probably be an unaware mother.