Every morning I enjoy waking up in a room with the fragrant scent of my mother's flowers and eating breakfast prepared by my mother while sitting around the table. And at such times I remember my little history so far, and then I think about my future. There are a lot of strange thoughts, more questions, and one of them is much more important: So, can I make my dreams come true?
This question is similar to the question a young man asked himself a few years ago on the treadmill. Until I was 12-13 years old, something always pulled me back, it forced me to think a lot. Because I was a taller but physically thin child, most people around me didn't see me as physically resilient, and I think even my parents did. Whenever I tried to do something more difficult, people around me would turn me away from it, as if I was seriously injured, and at that time I could do nothing but watch. Of course, these things gradually affected my thinking as well. Every time before I start any work, I got used to saying that I can’t do it. Then, I found that athletics was very good for my health, so I later started doing it.
After a while, my coach told me to take part in the regional competition. At that time, my condition was like that of a man who died of a broken heart out of fear, and I thought that I would be ashamed there as well. When it was my turn on the day of the competition, I was even more afraid when I saw my more powerful opponents around me. I started running through the bullet through the pistol, but I felt as if the bullet had pierced my brain. At least 50 meters later, someone caused me to stumble as it was the worst thing I was afraid of. My arm and leg were injured and it was very difficult to get up.
Every morning I enjoy waking up in a room with the fragrant scent of my mother's flowers and eating breakfast prepared by my mother while sitting
around
the table. And at such
times
I remember my
little
history
so
far, and then I
think
about my future. There are
a lot of
strange thoughts, more questions, and one of them is much more
important
:
So
, can I
make
my dreams
come
true?
This question is similar to the question a young
man
asked himself a few years ago on the treadmill. Until I was 12-13 years
old
, something always pulled me back, it forced me to
think
a lot.
Because
I was a taller
but
physically
thin child, most
people
around
me didn't
see
me as
physically
resilient, and I
think
even my parents did. Whenever I tried to do something more difficult,
people
around
me would turn me away from it, as if I was
seriously
injured, and at that
time
I could do nothing
but
watch
.
Of course
, these things
gradually
affected
my thinking as
well
. Every
time
before
I
start
any work, I
got
used
to saying that I can’t do it. Then, I found that athletics was
very
good
for my health,
so
I later
started
doing it.
After a while, my coach
told
me to
take part
in the regional competition. At that
time
, my condition was like that of a
man
who
died
of a broken heart out of fear, and I
thought
that I would
be ashamed
there as
well
. When it was my turn on the day of the competition, I was even more afraid when I
saw
my more powerful opponents
around
me. I
started
running through the bullet through the pistol,
but
I felt as if the bullet had pierced my brain. At least 50 meters later, someone caused me to stumble as it was the worst thing I was afraid of. My arm and leg
were injured
and it was
very
difficult to
get
up.