PART II
The last intro part was a brief summary of some aspects of my story. It would certainly be good to talk about the past monumental details of my relatives, but this, alas, is a completely different story, which I can tell about later. In this part I want to allow myself to pay attention to myself.
It should start with the most basic details. I was born on June 28, 2001, in Riga. As my mother used to say, it was about half past nine in the morning. And in principle, it is this time of day that I especially enjoy, as I believe, not just like that. Little I was met by the car of my godparents, as was told after, it was decorated with blue balls. And my birth took place in the Pauls Stradins University Hospital. Passing along the hospital area, I am warmed by the fiery positive emotions of my little homeland. After that, I often had to return to the hospital womb, mostly not being in positive emotions.
The childhood began, as it continued, very correctly and harmoniously, warmly. In connection with the service of parents in the Ministry of Justice, I had to entertain myself. In this regard, I developed a creative thinking in myself, building a separate world out of my toys. Everything was completely under the arm; everything found particular use.
Early learned to read. I was about three years old. The first books that interested me were devoted to biology, history, fairy tales of the peoples of the world, archeology and dinosaurs. The book is a very important friend and comrade for me, sincerely I don’t like people who don’t devote time to literature. This is limitation and indecency. Returning to the topic of my books, since childhood I have never parted with a book. One of the first books is the encyclopedia on biology, inherited from my dear and beloved sister. I did not deduct everything, but occasionally I return to it, studying various materials for the school. I got a series of encyclopedias, extremely useful, in difficult moments it is extremely important for me to delve into the book and sit in this limitless world without a touch.
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