Life as a 12-year-old

People sometimes ask how one can work hard at something they don't care for at all. I don't know - but I had to do it. I had to learn an entire language that I hated for five years, dodging big people wielding sticks, their minions of my own age, working fairly, begging for pity, and lying my way through that system starting from the age of six. At the end of that, I managed to get an A for Chinese composition, and left most of that behind. I'm a product of chinks, and their cultural values, but I don't really like them. So that taught me that it's possible to do ridiculous things just to survive. :)

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