They Made Me Who I Am Part 1 Episode 1

Dita

What A Day! I finally got my first excellent score in English—my very first midterm! After all the disbelief and hate from classmates, just because I’m the “poor new girl from nowhere,” I proved them wrong. Even though I had to hear Dodi say, "How could she? She should be on the street, not here!" —one of the top students at school came up to me and said, “Don’t listen to that jerk, Dodi. Congrats! you really earned it.”

Dita goes back home to get changed and goes to the food stall right away

Dita

Mama, I got 99! That's an excellent score!

Mom

Good job, Babygirl! I knew you could do that! Thank you for making my dreams come true, I wanted to master The English Language so bad, yet I didn't even understand the lesson. "Yes", "no", "thank you" were the only words I know. Lol~

Dita

Even tho it's just a test, I'll try my best till the end, Ma. No worries. Lol. I know you signed me up to English courses everywhere we moved because you didn't get the chance when you were my age. I won't forget that, Ma.

Mom

How was your day at school btw?

Dita

As usual, not a day goes by without him mocking me! Even after I got an excellent score, he still threw harsh words at me. Well, he’s probably just jealous—he can’t even score a 70! Lol. But you know what? One of the top students at school congratulated me and told me not to listen to that jerk, Dodi. Lol.

Mom

Ofc! When you can't do it yourself, all that's left is jealousy. Lol. Indeed, leave it behind. This is your last year anyway. All the awards you've earned and the excellent test score will get you to college and a bright future! Have you asked your counselor about getting to University A through academic and non-academic achievements?

Dita

Yesss, Ma. We’re going to submit all the required admission documents next month. I can't wait! Btw, I heard Aunt Linda and Uncle Tom said to you, I should be mad thinking I will be accepted in University A and suggest you to convince me to continue your business instead.

Mom

Let them underestimate us and look down on us. No matter what they say, I believe in you. I know you won’t let yourself end up like me—still selling street food just to survive. It’s hard work. Waking up before sunrise, going to the market for ingredients, cleaning, cooking, marinating, selling— and then cleaning everything all over again. I sent you to school, and now college, because I want a better life for both of us.

Dita

Thanks, Ma. I won't disappoint you~

They keep selling street food until midnight. Luckily, everything sold out. They grab a quick dinner on the way home and go straight to bed.