I never thought about where I was going to study, what I would do, but those were my father who thought for me. I think since I didn’t understand life. People always say that the path we have traveled, is going, and will go is chosen by ourselves. But not that way for me, it completely belongs to my father. I will go on the path that my father chose because I believe it will be the best thing for me no matter what time it is. My father rarely spoke, but he never thought less. All thoughts of my father are immersed in the day.