Poverty can't destroy your hope.
By Thu Ha
Published: 9. 15 GMT, 24 September
I had a misfortunate childhood besides my grandmother. When I was 10 years old, my parents died in a tragic traffic accident. At that time, I bursted into tears every day since I missed my parents so much. My grandma, who was 70 years old, adopted me in an ancient house. We had been through the destitute days. My grandmother couldn't do exhausting work, so I had to do odd jobs for a living. I frequently sold lottery tickets, washed dishes for restaurants and babysit. Therefore, I solely attended evening secondary school classes and attempted wholeheartedly because I realized that studying was the shortest way to success.
After that, I completed secondary education and passed a challenging exam to enter Medical University. However, I had a lot of trouble with tuition fees and rejected the offer. The door to a new life was closed before me. I was completely disappointed and saw only gloomy days ahead. Then something incredible happened: I was awarded a scholarship from The Thanh Nien for college students from poor families. This was really a turning point in my life because I could pursue my career path.
After six years’ hard work, I graduated from university and finished a part of my dream. The days with tight budgets finally wind up. Now, I’m working at a hospital and devoting myself to medicine. Moreover, I also want to help the needy who have ever been difficult. I am planning to run a charitable organisation to help poor students, as a way to acknowledge other people for helping me.
I’ve told my own story hoping to promote other residents like me to never give up in the face of difficulties. Don’t let poverty defeat and prevent your dreams for a better life. Finally, poverty is no shame, this is my motto. 
Poverty can't  
destroy
 your hope.
By Thu Ha
Published: 9. 15 GMT, 24 September
I had a  
misfortunate
 childhood  
besides
 my grandmother. When I was 10 years  
old
, my parents  
died
 in a tragic traffic accident. At that time, I  
bursted
 into tears every day since I missed my parents  
so
 much. My grandma, who was 70 years  
old
, adopted me in an ancient  
house
. We had been through the destitute days. My grandmother couldn't do exhausting work,  
so
 I had to do odd jobs for a living. I  
frequently
 sold lottery tickets, washed dishes for restaurants and babysit.  
Therefore
, I  
solely
 attended evening secondary school classes and attempted  
wholeheartedly
  because
 I realized that studying was the shortest way to success.
After that, I completed secondary education and passed a challenging exam to enter Medical University.  
However
, I had  
a lot of
 trouble with tuition fees and rejected the offer. The door to a new life  
was closed
  before
 me. I was completely disappointed and  
saw
  only
 gloomy days ahead. Then something incredible happened: I  
was awarded
 a scholarship from The Thanh  
Nien
 for college students from poor families. This was  
really
 a turning point in my life  
because
 I could pursue my career path.
After six years’  
hard
 work, I graduated from university and finished a part of my dream. The days with tight  
budgets
  finally
 wind up.  
Now
, I’m working at a hospital and devoting myself to medicine.  
Moreover
, I  
also
 want to  
help
 the needy who have ever been difficult. I am planning to run a charitable  
organisation
 to  
help
 poor students, as a way to acknowledge other  
people
 for helping me.
I’ve  
told
 my  
own
 story hoping to promote other residents like me to never give up in the face of difficulties. Don’t  
let
 poverty defeat and  
prevent
 your dreams for a better life.  
Finally
, poverty is no shame, this is my motto.