THE END OF MY QUEST IN RELATION TO SOME ACADEMIC ACHIEVEMENTS.
Years back, when all the people who I knew thought of a brilliant and positive future as the only possible goal achieved for everybody in any country around the world, I started asking myself if I, a simple man raised and educated near the north pole, could at least dream about becoming one of those men I constantly would watch on television as the prototype of good men. Unfortunately, as time went on, I could see that this world with all these inconveniences product of the irrational rat race in the search of food and shelter at any cost, nothing could give but pain and suffer.
One day after trying hard, I could manage to get away from my circle of acquaintances. These people were all the time worried if their favorite pop singers, television stars, and movie actor and actresses have said or done anything that could let them know if what they were planning or thinking was good or bad to carry out.
My best friends were timothy and Socrates. My dog and cat. Both of them were worried for food and shelter but not to the extent of getting sick to get them. With them I lived my most wonderful experiences until the day I made up my mind and left for good leaving behind my homeland. Today, I look back and see in the distance that this was perhaps the wisest decision I made since the day I was born.
Throughout my life at school, I only thought about my future as a professional. I always dreamed of becoming an aviator. One day while I was talking to my mother holding a magazine with excellent pictures related to aviation, I said to her: look, I do not see the day when I finally can fly one of these aircrafts. You have to study more instead of wasting your time with those lousy magazines, said my father. Do not tell him that. You are making him feel down, don’t you see? Softly added my mother. I ran away from that place and went straight to my room and lay down on my bed. I did not care what he had said...