<p>I don't know which ending is better, so I posted both of them as below.
As an international student whose native language is not English, I really need your help improving the language!</p>
<p>One day in my sixth grade, while first trying to use the computer after moving to a new house, I kept getting Invalid password as a response. I didnt use that computer for long, and to make matters worse, I had already forgot the password. After trying every password I could think of, I sank in the armchair, helplessly gazing at the screen. </p>
<p>I didnt give up. I thought naively that to find the password is just a hide-and-seek game. The only thing mattered was whether I could find out where password lived in the computer. I sneaked out to the toolbox. I fetched a screwdriver. I opened the box I was chuckling! I saw the tangle of lines and cards inside! Then you can imagine what I did --- I unplugged every card, socket and slotlooking for the slightest symbol indicating the hidden password. Soon my room was covered with a sea of willfully disposed cards, lines, and boxes </p>
<p>A while later, after I had examined every inch of the computer, I sank in the floor, gazing at the computer again. I had to admit there seemed to be no hide-and-seek at all How frustrating!</p>
<p>Bob! What on earth are you doing! my mother screamed.
Dont worry about me, Mom. Another Bill Gates is emerging!
Be careful </p>
<p>My mother was not that upset because this computer had long been outmoded, but in my heart were only turbulences. I cannot agree more with a Chinese proverb the ignorant has no fear. At that time, I made the worst decision: I tried putting it up once again. To me, assembling was supposed to be as hard as dismantling. The computer survived till the moment I pressed the power button, when I heard an ominous noise, saw a puff of smoke, and caught the smell of burnt plastic </p>
<p>I became obsessed with learning about the principles behind the parts of computer. I spent almost all my leisure time reading computer books. After I knew why I had fried my computer, I spent time trying to fix it. Finally, I tried switching it on again, while my heart beat very fast. The screen popped up! </p>
<p>Then I found my interest for computer science increasing. Since then I have built my own computer, and I gradually moved from the simple assemblage of hardware to learning constructing websites and writing programs in Visual BASIC. Little did I expect when I picked up that screwdriver in the fifth grade that, several years later, computer science would become one of my major interests and the source of much satisfaction. </p>
<p>That fried computer of 1999 guided me on the road to a valuable expertise. I often wonder if I would have been stimulated to learn so much about computers had someone just told me how to set up a password and had I never childishly searched for it in the guts of the machine. (1. But there is something more than the pure computer knowledge. I was once a big saucebox, and I was glad because I became dare to invent ideas, make changes, and solve problems independently.) (2.Yes, sometimes I am such a saucebox, but I appreciate this, because I dare to invent ideas, make changes, and solve problems.)</p>