when i was in primary school at ipoh named SK Cator Avenue Ipoh, i'm such a loser because i'm not a good student and i was in a last class. i kept complaining to my mother that i'm not a good student but what my mother told me that i can do it and i can prove to all my teachers that i'm good and i deserve to be at a better class. Since i kept complaining, She never stop saying that i'm good student, i have a good ideas and brain. So, i felt so special. Since that day, i've started to study hard and prove to my teachers that i'm good. Then i seat for the final exam, and i get flying colours(Metaphor). For the next year, i'm no longer at last class. In this story, i'm using self-fulfilling prophecy.
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