What Made Me Who I Am Today
Every person has to summarize his or her life once in a while. This action is generally associated with elderly people, but, in my opinion, the earlier you start to do it and the more often you do it, the better you understand who you are, and what you have to do next. Thus, I guess, in my 19 years I haven’t very much to say, but at least I can think about what made me who I am right now.
I grew up in a family with wholesome inner climate, where there has been neither overindulgence, nor extreme severity, which taught me to be reasonable and temperate already in my earliest years. Every member of my family knew the range of his or her rights and duties, and it was generally supposed that everyone does what is expected from him. There has never been a reason to rebel for me, as it is often the case with teenagers, for nothing out of the ordinary has been asked of me and no boundaries that had to be destroyed had been set.
I haven’t been very much interested in people during my childhood, and found books – no matter of what kind – much more diverse and alluring. I was reading everything from fairy tales to economics textbooks and even tried to write something myself.
But in my recent years I found that…