my parents never had much time to care for our children, especially not me, which is the fifth child. In my childhood I have always tried my parents for me many opportunities I could remember. Finally, I found that the disease was probably the most useful trick is to do. One day I’m very cold, but I still was easy and happy about it because I thought my parents, therefore, pay more attention to me. Two weeks later, the cough has worsened and my mother was suspicious, pneumonia, went to the hospital by a few missionaries.

The priests were very kind to me and gave me bread, milk, toys and books. As a young child, I wish I could stay in the hospital for good. He had a wonderful time.