In 1998, at the age of four, a girl woke up to the sounds
offrom a construction site. Excited, she ran down the flights of stairs to observe the hardworking construction workers. The girl noticed the workers' weariness. So alone, she repeatedly(how many times did she climb? 'Up and down' is not repeatedly)climbed up and down ten flights of stairs, and brought down as many stools as possible from home so the workers could sit and rest. Of course, when the girl carried the muddy chairs back home, her grandmother scolded her harshly for her stupidity.
On a summer day of 2008, the thirteen-year-old girl was walking elegantly in her pearl white chiffon dress(chiffon is a fabric). She was excited since it was her first time attending a wedding. While making every effort to maintain a clean dress since the wedding was about to begin, she saw a limping pigeon. Its right wing and foot were so tightly coiled with string that that the bird had become deformed and had terrible wounds. Without hesitation, she kneeled on the grass and began treating the bird’s injuries. Having been lectured countless times in the past, she was scolded once again by her grandmother.
Today, the girl knows she is scolded not because she is stupid, but for being “too compassionate”, as that is what her grandmother told her. Although outcomes are unfavourable at times, the girl is happy and believes that compassion is a quality one sufficiently needs in order to be a successful learner. Knowledge would be useless unless it is learned and used to help others. That compassionate girl is me, and my compassion brings(gives) me the passion to contribute to the world through helping others with the knowledge I gain.[/QUOTE]
Nice essay, simple, pure and refreshing..
You are being modest, I'd say your English is good.