Wednesday, June 30, 2010

My Dream Story of Success

My name is Ho Hui Jan, and at the age of seventeen, I am coming to the end of that awkward transition period -- not quite child, not quite adult. It is a comfortable yet frustrating place to be; little by little, I am getting more freedom, yet I am still being shielded from most of the world out there. The knowledge that I will be thrust into it completely and wholly in a few years' time used to terrify me, for I dreaded the inevitable change in my life. However, gone are the days where I would go through school yearbooks and old keepsakes, longing to relive the bittersweet memories of my childhood. Now, it is time to look forward. I will face my future not kicking and screaming, but with my face turned towards the sun.

Illness and disease don't seem like very sunny prospects for one's future, but in mine, I intend to cure them. My dream and ambition to become a doctor has been prominent since young (only briefly taking backseat to dolphin trainer when I was four), so I would not say that I am being driven by peer pressure or the popularity of the profession. In fact, going with the flow has never really been my thing. My dream is to specialise in a course that I truly believe more doctors should -- oncology.

TV's most well-known oncologist: Dr. Wilson from the TV series House, M.D.
(From The TV IV.)

Oncology is the study of cancer, a disease every one in three people is afflicted with. As of yet, there is no cure for it. Cancer has taken from me my grandfather, my grand aunty, and, in a short time from now, it would have taken my grand uncle as well. Cancer affects the young too, the case in point being one of my very best friends, also seventeen. All of them had/have been through doses of steroids, chemotherapy, and radiation, but those are merely forms of treatment for this disease with no cure.

My personal vision of future success would be to find a cure for cancer -- a real cure, not some experimental drug or something to buy time with -- and be able to administer it to my patients. My dream is to be able to heal, and to share that ability with my fellow oncologists so that they may do the same. Because isn't that what being a doctor is about? Being unselfish in the act of healing?

(From the Northeast Health Wangaratta website.)

Presenting my findings to medical boards all over the world would certainly put Malaysia on the map. I would travel to educate people about my breakthrough by giving lectures and speeches; knowledge is power, they say, and power such as this is too great to be held by only one person. Literally the whole world would need to know about this in order to spare cancer patients and their loved ones from their suffering, and it would be up to me to tell them.

After finishing my articles for medical journals and receiving my Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine (something finding a cure for cancer would certainly warrant), I would like to work with Doctors Without Borders. By that time, I would have enough money saved up to take a year off work to be a part of this humanitarian organisation and go wherever duty called. It isn't about getting to travel the world -- treating patients in the wake of war or national disasters, I would probably only be treated to ruins if I wished to go sightseeing. No, joining Doctors Without Borders would mean being able to help those in times of need in the best way I knew. It would mean helping an entire country to its feet again after a terrible tragedy, citizen by citizen.


You see, to me, success is measured by the amount of people it positively affects -- the more of them there are, the bigger the celebration and the merrier it is. A success isn't really a success unless you have people to share it with, if it doesn't mean anything to anyone but you. Therefore, in my vision of future success, I see not only myself being happy; the clearest things I can picture right now are the smiling relief of my patients and their loved ones, the pride on my parents' faces at my accomplishments, and the smiles of those dearly departed, encouraging me to strive to achieve even greater heights.

My Success, My Dreams


  1. Greetings! Great essay! Besides giving me a new perspective of you, the final paragraph is really thought-provoking. Best of luck!

  2. Hello, Evelyn! ;D Thankyou! Making people look at me diff never occurred to me, but I guess it should've since I'd never told anyone all this before. Thanks again. (:

  3. Greetings.
    I am contacting you from Doctors Without Borders/Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF) USA in regards to the use of our logo on your blog While we appreciate your enthusiasm about our organization, the image you are using is not the correct Doctors Without Borders logo. I am sure that this oversight was unintentional, but if you could please remove the current image and instead use our official Doctors Without Borders logo as seen on our official website, it would be much appreciated.

    If you have any further questions, please do not hesitate to contact me. Thank you for your understanding and cooperation in advance, and good luck in your future endeavors.

    Morgan Owens
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  4. I'm very sorry! The problem's been rectified. Thankyou for the heads up!