another beautiful Cinderella Story

Jeannette Walls, a successful entertainment reporter, revealed her unusual yet beautiful "rugs to riches" story. Coming from a homeless family, Walls and her parents used to rummage through the garbage can for food, sleep in the car or wherever they could spend the night, and being chased by the bill collectors, who could imagine she managed to step up and become one of the most powful reporters in New York City? but this kind of celebrity-come-from-humble-origin story isn't that surprising in Hollywood at tall. Oprah Winfrey, who was raped at an early age, rose to the most famous and richest talk-show host in the nation; Jim Carrey, who used to work as a janitor scraping pubic hair off the toilet, became today's superstar comedian; Whoopi Goldberg, who used to work in a morgue putting makeup on dead people's face, succeeded as one of the iconic figure in the show business. Think about it, for those of us who are not born as riches, just how low do we have to go down to before we have the desperate strength to make a comeback? maybe we really need to hit the rock bottom before we can sprint and bounce right back. then what about those of us who are hanging in the middle of the water, struggling, paddling, do we let us sink even deeper or keep exhausting our effort to swim upsteam toward the dim light of hope in the eternity of darkness. are we doomed to be mediocre, stuck in the middle, lumped into the normal range (two standard deviations within the mean of the normal distribution)? we are too proud to stoop down to the lower end of the curve, yet there are so little chance we could leap to the upper-end. is it my cynicalness or just the cold hard reality?


p.s. Walls' memoir is called "the glass castle"-----"Dad was going to build it, the house to end all houses. It was going to be the best house ever … It was made of nothing but glass, including the floors and the stairways."