Selfless Sacrifice

Yes, I once had an experience in which I have to decide whether giving the chance to someone who I cared about or not. When I was in elementary school, we chose our model student according to his or her behavior, grades, and popularity among the students. There was a classmate whom I knew that she was about to transfer due to family issues. She was an well-behaved, kindhearted, and generous student. Though we weren't close, we still played together. She was intelligent, adept in running, and good at math. However, she was quiet and shy. Too quiet. Thus, she wasn't that popular among the playful, childish, energetic kids. On the Teacher's Day, our class chose the model students. Though it was a competition, I didn't really care about the fame and honor. I thought it was a leadership game and I loved games. I was a talkative, active, and immature kid at that time. Since my grades were good, all my classmates loved asking me questions. I liked to help my classmates and reply the questions because I could learn from their problems. Sometimes I was surprised by my explanation because I didn't know that I actually absorbed all the knowledge and could interpret in my own way. The girl and I were both the candidates. Fortunately, I won the leadership game. Yeah, I became the model student. However, when I turned my head around the class, I saw the girl's lonely expression in which I felt sorry for her. This was her last chance to become a model student in this school and compassion suddenly gushed out of my heart. A sense of giving in emerged in my mind and thus I stood up and "renounced" my prize. I didn't understand why did I make the decision but I thought that I might help the poor girl. Perhaps, it's sympathy which promote me to make the crucial decision. I am pity for the girl because it's her last chance. As for me, I still had many chances as long as my classmates still loved me, right?