I have a cousin whose parents had been divorced a few years ago. After the process took place, she had to choose between education or sport. What I mean by this is, whether she chose to concentrate on school and entered the favourite schools *like the normal kiddos had to deal* or she chose the alternate way of live to become an athlete (to read another details click here).
And… she chose the latter because the first choice reminded her alot to her dad. The Dad was the one who accompanied her to study, who helped her with her homeworks, all the brain-thingy activity.
She couldn’t chose the first one because she is living with her mom and the memory about her dad is so hurting. She loves him so much and feels bad about the condition of her family. She still couldn’t believe her dad could did such thingy to them.
Too bad such a smart kid should have dealt with this kind of thingy. Luckily she also inherits the sport-genes in her blood so there she is.. the next-Indonesian-National-badminton-player soon to be🙂
Although came from a broken home, she is not another broken kid. In fact, she is doing great in the path she chose. She had won a lot of trophies from tournaments all over Indonesia, literally.
Singapore and PB Djarum once asked her to practice there, but she refused both. Unfortunately they asked her that when she was about to enter junior high school and senior high school. She wasnt ready to live apart from her family due to her young age. Thus, she applied and accepted in nearest one, Ragunan.
She’s on the right track to be the next Greysia Polli. I believe in her. The members of my big family do believe in her. And we all hope the best for her.. and her little brother. Faith.. not a single pity for them.
Please wish her all the success because I care about her so muacho! Love you cous🙂