D1. My name is China. and this is the 3rd day I was standing in front of people to tell a story. I remember vividly the first time I told the story was when I learned that my class 1. When storytelling contest at school. I started training in practice and the desire to be your day to shine competition. But the next day, I was very nervous and scared when I heard his name almost straight up. The teacher encouraged me, I eventually plucked up his courage slowly step by step and finally I stood in the middle stage. Tui trembling voice began to take up and in my heart I think that is how it was done laughing. But what a surprise applause rang out and accompanied by the words of encouragement to me. My eyes are looking at the sea of people cheering for me, I see smiling faces and happy my parents I was feeling very glad I did leave her a very great job. And when I finish the story I received the gift of the teacher. A gift that I can not forget a gift for me more motivation to move to thank her very much. And 2nd I tell a story about Uncle Ho when I was in 9th grade at this time run over my mouth but my legs were trembling and my back unsteadiness. I started the story with a passionate voice and with all his effort: "I have heard people say basketball is not" after saying it was a round of applause and giggles. And finish my story became famous with just one sentence, I feel happy.
And I noticed every time I try hard to do my best every time I would get unexpected rewards. And today is the 3rd time I stood in front of people to tell a story but not the 3rd? You dear? Do you know why I do not say so? Yes this is my 3rd stand before everyone tells a story, but this is the first time I told the story of his own story of his life. a question which alone I can tell you a story which I was starring. My story began like any other story. I was lucky to be born in the love of the mother and the father cherishes warm. And so I grew up in the immense love of family. And one day I would have to leave my parents. Did you know that when you do not?
That's when I went to kindergarten I just cried when leaving the arms of her mother and father's shoulders warm. My teacher keeps me crying and kept the ball away from his parents. And the afternoon when my parents came to pick me. I cried tears of an innocent child and tears of reunion. And the greater the feeling increasingly away from me, tears and a few days away, I feel far more gradual tan parents present. And when I take the exam students good mother asked my father drove me away, but I could go back to where I was three large and quiet and I just nodded. And when I tested my mom kept calling nostalgic bothers me angry I hate feeling do.Con My dad did not have a phone for me. I then feel that I can be independent and self-reliance. Thinking that I have grown up in, and what to do will be to disobey my parents dissatisfied with his own family I want to leave this house I wished I was not born in this house . I'm stepping out of the house but a hand a hand grabbed my hand. Roughness hands of his mother, raised my hands grow my mother told my son not to go. And then I felt not only a mother's hand that there is another hand grabbed me and voices resound in my head go quietly and feel. Be silent and feel. And then my heart and I feel sadly not go anymore. But I blame my father why my father did not want me to stay why let me go and say why let it go if it wants to go, and if successful, to go back. I hate feeling alone three. You feel me as a child is not good? A child who has no taste? Yes. Now I realize my own fault I realized I made a mistake a lot a lot with his parents. But I'm very lucky that I now recognize our own mistakes and now I can return to my family and I speak two languages loving thank AE thanks a lot for me to realize what counts most of his life. AE has made me change
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