I want to thank my parents for raising me. Thanks very much for all of my
life. I grew up in a poor village where all the people who live there are farmers, including
my parents. I remembered that when I was a child, I woke up very early in the
morning. My sister and I went to school by walking on the dirty road. There was a
big bag on our back, and we came back home at lunch. In the afternoon, I
didn't go to school. My friends and I went to herd buffalo in the fields.
Sometimes we caught rats or went fishing in the deep ponds or rivers of my country. Those were
the beautiful days in my life.