友谊---我最宝贵的财富

Administrators and authority figures like to speak in clichés. All my life I heard the same trite line: "You can tell a lot about a person by the friends they keep." The black sheep of the honors program, I hung out with the so-called "losers." During my freshman year, not a day went by when a teacher or family member did not deride my closest friends and warn me that by hanging out with "bad seeds" I would fall into a downward spiral, never graduate college, and have a miserable life. They thought that they had me figured out.

　　One day, while my ninth grade math teacher, Mr. Pedersen, was reviewing some math concepts with me, my friend Mariam ran by the classroom, stuck her head in the doorway, called out: "Hi Yassee, " and then ran away. Mr. Pedersen looked at me coldly and said with a scowl: "How can you call yourself an Honors student? A real honors student doesn’t associate with people like that!" I wanted to ask him how he could call himself a teacher; after all, a real teacher is supposed to want to help everyone. Instead, I sat silent, stunned by his ignorance and cruelty. He wanted me to drop my childhood friends simply because they didn’t place the same importance on schoolwork that I do. If he had thought before speaking, he would have realized that people like him, rather than people like my friends, are better able to turn good

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