Remember your good attributes

Okay, i really don’t know how to start. but here goes.
i’d always been a shy, quiet girl (i’m coming out of my shell now) and when my family and i moved to another country it was really hard to somehow fit in especially when i hated the move.the kids bullied me because 1. I’m African 2. i was smart. i was 6 years old in 3rd grade when i arrived there 3. i never spoke the language because i hated the place back then, but i understood. the teachers would also discriminate me. i know this because when although i got very good grades i was never awarded for them but in my current school, i am. i guess the teachers felt that because i wasn’t from their country that i didn’t deserve one. i also didn’t have many friends because they were fake. they were the ones who would only come to you because they need help with their homework and i was there. i was always to nice. then after they’d get their help they would leave me and ridicule me. but i was also naive too. i’d help them everytime because i needed friends.
there were times i would cry to my parents that i hated school there and i was also pretty sure my sisters did too although my youngest sister was doing way better as she was 3 years and in kindergarten, you tend to actually fit in at that age and she spoke the language very well.
my dad at the time couldnt change our schools but he planned it and i changed schools to a private one at the start of 7th grade. i was 10 and again the youngest in my grade. and i was still quiet.
because my class was a new stream and students came from different schools, this helped most of us to fit in and in time i made acquaintances. it wasn’t until the second term of 7th grade that i got a real friend and we’ve been best friends since then and then i became friends with another girl in 3rd term and we became really close friends. i feel that i guess it was a good thing that i was bullied although spending 3 years like that was not fun and my current self esteem is still low. and although my friends are there and there are times that my self esteem is lifted because of that there are times i feel like crying really hard. but as i’ve grown older i’ve learnt to remember that no matter what any body else says, i am beautiful. i am slim. i can do many things. counting the good attributes that you have really helps to bulld up your self esteem, despite your past or current situation.