With uncontrolled enthusiasm and curiosity, I ripped open the box and to my dismay, there were no fairy wings or tiara! What was inside the box was a very dull-looking, rather small rubber ball. As a 5 year old, little did I know that what the box contained would be the founding stone for one of my biggest strengths to this day. Something that is going to complete you as a person and is going to teach you one of the greatest lessons in life”.I had my fingers crossed, hoping it would be new pink glittery fairy wings for my barbie doll, or wait! Maybe even a tiara for her…. Knowing that I was a curious-cupcake, my dad made me sit on his lap and gave me the little box and said to me, “My dear child, this box contains something magical. On seeing him, I put my mermaid-barbie doll aside and ran to him, all the while eyeing the little wrapped gift box in his hand.
I must have been around 5 years of age, when my dad brought home a gift, one evening after work.
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