High School DiplomaAt my high school graduation ceremony, the moment of rewarded hard work finally arrived. Shaking my best friend's hand, I have never experienced something so scary and yet so moving. The butterflies in my stomach made it hard to concentrate. My heart was pounding, my hands were sweaty but ready to receive my high school diploma. When I finally heard my name, my family screamed with joy, especially my mother. During that memorable moment, I looked back at the people I called friends. When I was in elementary school, I was the only girl among my peers who struggled a lot in simple subjects like reading, writing, and math. Even though I had many resources at school to help me in this struggle, I never found a way to improve and be on the same level as my peers. Unlike me, they had a high level of reading, writing and mathematics, did their homework perfectly and always obtained good results on exams. As a child, knowing that I was different discouraged me from ever succeeding. The worst was when the teacher said ...