
When I was a child, I am a very elfish girl and some time might be a little bit naughty. I thought I am okay at that time, but my parents really wanted to change me. For the reason they started to teach me painting and Chinese writhing (writing with bamboo) when was only 3. At that time I felt I am the poorest child in the world. When I was 7 I should painting and writing 2 or 3 hours every day. You know at that age child always wants to play outside but I should stay at home to writing a small bottle of ink (the teacher asked me to write one small bottle of ink every day). Every day after I finished it that most of children have already gone home. Until one day I felt so angry and I found out a best way to finish writing the little bottle of ink that is to drink all of it (I know that is stupid). So I did it! After I drank, I felt I am a genius and said to my mom “mom, I am finishing.” At that time my mom just stared at me and said “oh my god, what is going on of your mouth honey??” after…. I was sent to the emergency…..washed my stomach. It was horrible to wash your stomach. I thought I will die at that time, but there a something happened just like magical. My parents changed. They allowed me to go out to play every day and didn’t push on me anymore.