Ego Boosters and Ego Busters
...signments, “Good Job!” stamp on my test. These things made me to work harder at school and behave myself. There were some people who busted my ego also. As a child, I was very passive and shy – I’m still very shy. Some guys at my elementary school would pick on me and I always cried. They often made fun of my name, especially with my last name. Perhaps this is why I hated and ashamed of my last name; I always wanted to change my last name and I was very disappointed when I found out that I couldn’t change it. My younger sister also had been my ego buster. When I was about five years old, my sister who is only three years old and I got fight. My sister said “mommy doesn’t like you because you’re ugly” and I started to cry – I don’t remember this clearly but my mom once told me. Even though I grew older, my parents still influence in many ways. I have less chance to talk to my parents but they are still my ego boosters. They are the one who encouraged me to continue to higher education; and I decided to major in art and they were the greatest influence to me on this decision. I always think about theses questions: am I good enough; or can I be successful? When I’m struggling and doubting myself with these, they said “You can’t do anything if you’re afraid of failure. We believe you can do it.” My parents always have faith in me and I’m trying my best to not let them down on their expectation. Other ego boosters would be my best friends. They are also interested in art and we always talk about what we are working on and each other’s idea. When I need some help or other people’s perspective on my work, I would go to them and talk. They said “That’s great idea. You always come up with these good ideas.” or “I love it. You need to teach me how you did this.” They do not always say good things but it did not necessarily busted my ego; they would tell me what I need fix and hel...