The Hardest Decision I Have Ever Made

The Hardest Decision I Have Ever Made (IGCSE Paper)

I will not need much time to think about the hardest decision I have ever made; immigrating to UK was the one. Now sitting and looking back to those days, I can see the frustrated girl who did not know what actually was waiting for her on the other continent.

To begin with, let me talk a little about my life back in my in home country. I was calm, reasonably wiser than my age anda caring person. A girl with good and outstanding marks at school but on the other hand she had the potential to mingle with notorious students. May be because I did like attention or I was deep down enjoying being naughty some times; whateverit was it stayed as a desire in my mind for I was wise enough to protect my reputation as a clever and sharp student, besides I was a bit of coward.But let alone all this, I was very attached to my parents, specially my mother and if someone asked how come I ended up here so far from my mother ?The answer is; my decision.

My first experience of being independent goes back to my first year in university. I had been admitted in some other city, twelve hours drive far from my home city! Though, travelling so far to study was nota hundred percent my choice. In my home country you are admitted to university according to your rating in the very difficult and complicated entry examination. So it wasthe hand of destiny or my rank in that examination that pushed me twelve hours away from home so I flew the nest.

Although leaving the comfort of home was hard it was such an incredible opportunity for me to stand on my own two feet and make my own decisions. AlbeitI grew up mentally a lot and learnt how to handle my expenditure, a life-term skill which has very useful during my whole life.

Graduating from university enhanced the need for presenting myself to society. I was eager to havea good position in the society and inthe education sector and as a result it persuaded me to carryon to higher education.

The spark to go abroad for higher education came from an old friend who was living and working here in the UK. At the beginning it was such an impossible prospect to even consider. Leaving my home country was not comparable with leaving my home city. Thinking about the challenges which I was going to face was enough to put me completely off, but the idea was alluring. I knew it was a better place to learn but there was no guarantee ofsuccess. The main problem was the finance and it was clear working and studying at the same time were not the best companions but still the idea was alluring. I knewthe life style would be different, especially language and culture;everything would be different; shops, streets, people, friends, driving, rules hospitals and on and on, but still I had the opportunity to learn and build my life from zero; the chance to dive into the challenges and opportunities in one the most advanced