My Dream By Wang Li Mei, Grade 3
My family lived in a poor remote village in the mountains. Our lives are hard. Many people in our village die from lack of medical care.

When I was two years old, my grandfather got sick. My aunt started to lose her mind. She sometimes cried, sometimes laughed. My mother also started to get sick. On June 25, 2002, my grandfather passed away. To this day, my mother and aunt have never received any medical attention. I thought, if I were a doctor, they would have been healed by now. If I were a doctor, then all the people in this poor village could get medical treatment when they got sick. They could then all live a healthy and full life.

Since my first day at school, I swore to myself to do my very best, to make progress every single day, to learn everything I can to give back to my country, to my people. I want to be a great doctor, and go wherever there is a need, go wherever I am needed. This is my dream.