“I can’t just believe this!” That was the first words that came out of my mouth. After getting into the elementary school, I won the first contest of the year. Not just a certificate of participating but the first place. I thought my drawing was terrible. A lot of lines of crayons went out of their designated place and all kinds of mistakes can be seen even from far behind. Somehow, the teachers liked the idea of the drawing which was supposed to have the predictions of the future. The picture consisted of different tubes that connected different buildings and people could go through them. To me, it was one of the memories in my elementary school that I cannot forget.
My feelings were complicated at that time. At first, it was so unexpected to me. That drawing contest was the first school events for not just me but every other kid in my same age. Also it was the first chance for us students who had hopes that they could win the prize. When we drew the pictures in the class time, everybody was so focused and putting their efforts in. By seeing other kids doing theirs all looked great that they could easily beat mine in quality. Then on the announcement, my name was called and I received the prize in front of everybody. I was so unexpected about the outcome.
When I got the prize, at first I felt very nervous. But later on, I started to feel happy. It was the first time I ever got a prize in a public place in front of many people. That prize was the thing that I could be proud of. It was nice to have my thing which can beat anyone else. My friends praised me for the prize and that felt also good because I felt like I was recognized as a good artist.
Soon after, I heard about something else. My advisor told me that I needed to go to a city’s drawing contest as my school’s representative. I felt like there was a huge mountain ahead of me that I had to go through. But I decided to participate in the competition and started to prepare for it. During this time, I got to know with different teachers and also seniors whom I never saw before. This preparation not only helped increase my drawing skills but also showed me different worlds existed around me.
Time flew quickly and it became the day when the contest was held. The competition was held in Korean Historical Museum which stored a lot of historical artifacts of Korea’s past. The participants were supposed to choose one artifact and draw it with our own methods. No restrictions on the tools. So I went in and looked for the best item. It was really hard to find because most of the items were official papers which were used in the government of Chosun. Then one vase came into my eyesight and I just knew that it is the one. So I started to set up my painting tools in front of the vase and started the picture with sketch. About one and half hours later, I was finished with my piece.
When I finished my work the first thought that came into my mind was “What if I don’t get a prize so that I don’t live up to the expectations of the school?” But as time passes I realized that it was not the prize that was important but the efforts that I put in. I no longer regretted my piece and waited for the result to come out. Fortunately, I won the smallest prize of the contest. However, it did not matter because I was so excited that I had actually won a prize in the competition supported by Seoul.
There is still the picture hanging up in my home. When I look at it, it reminds me of not just the competition but also the other memories of the past. Those were very peaceful that I want to go back to those days. Anyway, that drawing really looks like a artwork of an elementary school boy, but to me it is more precious than Da Vinci’s Mona Lisa.
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