
As a kid, I was buried because my mom worked as a pity. Becoming an adult I gave them a lesson
After 20 years, I decided to get a class teacher and all classmates who laughed at me at school. I grew up in my family. Dad left the family when I was still a baby. As a result, my mother had to grow and raise me alone. She worked to be enough for us to be the most necessary. She only worked at the school where I studied, and a navigator. After the change, in the evenings, even in the shops, she had gone. You understand how poor people we lived. Classmates brought me out of me. All my things were old, sometimes small.
I could and dream about no fashion gadgets. Instead, all my peers were. I did not wash my mother and even helped her to wash the floors at school after class. The desks were moving, the boards were wiped. I was her ա Koda – I saw her weight. I didn’t have friends: they sought me. And classmates were hiding. In addition, the teacher was one of those who have been brought to bars. And the children from the trouble of their families were vague. I was more than others from her. The mother did not have the possibility of giving up all the funds, contributions in time, so the teacher was released on me.
Once she told me the words that I was very chosen. And I remembered them all my life. Once she summoned me to the board and began to stretch. I said that I could never achieve anything in life. That I am a son of a navigator. Therefore, my life path is predetermined. I have to go to her words. Although I was still a baby. Every year, all classmates came to the city to meet graduates. I just didn’t want to. After all, I did not want to remember school time. And I was never. But after twenty years the situation has changed. I decided to visit a banquet, which, of course, was a class teacher.
As always, classmates organized a meeting with a restaurant and a class teacher during the event, asked who he had achieved. One worked in a taxi service, the other became a lawyer, a third accountant. I came to me. Everyone began to smile cunningly. And I just said I was working in the construction area. They began to look again, thinking that the usual painting painter or kind. I did not refuse and explain anything. Only at the end of the banquet did I ask for a microphone and announced that I wanted to pay for the whole event – a gesture of broad will. On all sides, comments fell that it was very old, the heat of the days you were like. Only they did not know that it would go on my proposal.
I said this restaurant is mine. And so I can afford it. So, all of them are returned to them. For the sake of standing with elongated faces, it was worth living and working. I will remember their open mouth forever. And after the holiday, I suggested that I bring home with my elite car. So, I managed to get well to those who have chosen me in my school years. I proved to them that it doesn’t matter which family you came from. The main thing is the desire to achieve and grow. And I set my mother on the coast of the sea, in a cozy and beautiful house. She went on a well -deserved rest.