I beg you to write an essay, mainly about life in a secondary vocational school. The number of words is 1,500. The title of the essay is "My Growth Story"

Title: My Growth Story

My childhood was colorful. In my sweet childhood life, there were happy times, but correspondingly, there were also sad times, and many jokes were made.

When I was a kid, I roller skated. At that time, I thought skating was a very simple thing, but I didn't take it seriously, but in actual operation it was not that simple: I wore single-row skates at the beginning, trying to get 5 meters away in one step like those adults. But I just stepped out and fell down with a "plop", and my buttocks blossomed. So I walked carefully holding on to the railing, but I fell down after only a few steps, so I became very timid. Tried replacing it with thicker wheels. This time I was much better than last time, I probably fell every ten steps. Since then, I have been holding on to the railing and walking, and my technique has gotten better and better. One day, I felt I had found my balance. I moved my heavyweight shoes step by step and slid towards the center of the field: "Yeah, I made it..." Before I could finish my words, there was another "plop", and my butt changed from two halves to one. It became eight and a half... Finally one day, I was able to skate smoothly on the field... Finally one day, I was able to skate quickly, with the wind whistling in my ears, but accidentally...

Once , I met a foreigner on the street. He asked me in English: "Where is the toilet?" I replied: "Where is the hotel." The foreigner was confused by me. (Foreigners like to call this place "restroom", and the hotel is just "restaurant", and the pronunciation is very similar.) It was only then that I discovered this mistake.

This is my "growth".

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