I'm trying to write an autobiography here. It might take me forever to complete, but I'll try.
Chapter One: When I was Born
In a delivery room at Sukhothai Hospital about noon of November 13, 1989, a 25-year-old woman was giving a birth to her child. The boy was small, weighing about 2.7 kilograms. He cried. The mother seemed to be happy when she heard the painful sound. The situation looked contradictory. While the mother was pleased, the kid continued crying. No one knew what he felt at the time. Even himself cannot remember. After a while, he stopped crying and smiled, and that was the first joyful expression I ever had.
Chapter Two: Growing Up
I was raised up in the city of Sukhothai by my parents. Honestly, I am not sure if I should call it a "city". Everything was close to one another. Going to everywhere would take no more than ten minutes, as I guess. I did not have the sense of estimating time in that early age. The fact that there were no brand-name supermarkets and big cinema in the province somehow disappointed me. Now, there are, but I do not know how it is better.
My family consists of my father, my mother, my one-year-older brother, my six-year-younger brother, and myself. As my older brother is only one year ahead of me. We were almost twins. The parents, as well as other relatives, mostly paternal side, took care of us equally at the same time so that sometimes I thought I was at the same age as my brother. Sometimes, I even wanted to be older than him!
Chapter Three: I Went to School
The time had come. I was about four years old. My parents sent me to an independent school in the province(I will not call it "a city" anymore). I was assigned to Ms. Aew, who lived only five-minute-walk from my grandmother's house, and was with her for the whole three years. There, I received the first education. I learned how to count, how to draw a line, and how to call and write Thai and English alphabets. I guess I learned how to read a little, but I cannot remember when I started reading.
The first three years of school was fun, but I was getting bored each day. Doing pretty much the same thing, even sleeping in the afternoon, which I now desire to do so, everyday was not what I wanted. Fortunately, the time of change was coming.
Chapter Four: I was Six When The First Change Had Come
To be continued
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