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My Childhood - [关于命运]2009-10-17
About more than 30 years ago, a baby was born in a house which is located in a small village in Inner Mongolia, yes the baby is me.
Speaking of Inner Mongolia, many people can think of grasslands, flocks of horses and sheep. If you do so, I feel sorry for that, there are no grasslands, no flocks of horses and sheep in my hometown. My lifestyle is almost the same as yours. When I was a child, I used to climb mountains, catch fish in the rivers and fly a kite in the sky. I really spent great time with my little friends.
By the age of 7, like all the other children I went to primary school and I was a good student. Children around this age are usually supposed to be happy, be carefree, but in reality, sometimes it is not. By the time I was in third grade, something unexpected happened to me. One day a terrible headache attacked me at noon. I almost could not stand it, fell down and struggled on the floor. After that day, the mysterious pain visited me every noon. I was sent to many hospitals, but no one can tell what exactly happened to me. The pain continued, and I suffered from it with desperation. My parents thought they would lose me. Actually it was not my destiny. A few weeks later, the mysterious pain stopped coming without a reason, just like the way it happened to me. I survived, I thank god.
Soon I went to middle school. Like how every student does, I lived in school and came back home once a week. Even if the environment was terrible, still I had great time during that period. We ate millet with pickle all days. Once food poisoning happened to us, all the students were taken to hospital, we occupied 4 hospitals. In winter the temperature in our dormitory was about freezing. One night 3 little boys wanted to sneak back home, eventually the freezing weather made them die on the road. Although so many things seemed unpleasant, still I enjoyed the life in my middle school.
We can change our life in the future, but we can never change our memories. Now I’m in my 30’s, whenever I look backward, whether the memories are happy or not, I always appreciate the time I had, the places I had been to. There is a famous proverb: what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. I learnt almost the most important thing from my childhood, which is "No matter what happens one should be thankful".

