My dad gave me a few dimes each week. For a whole semester, I didn’t buy any romantic novels. I didn’t eat snacks. I didn’t spend them on shuttlecocks like all the other kids. At the very last day, I spent them all. I remember that was 2 cents. Big number at that time. For me. Do you know what I got? I subscribed a whole year of Mathematics Newspaper.
After school, I needed to do farm work and cook dinner. After that, I have to do the dishes too. I couldn’t start doing school work until 8 p.m. At that time, I was a big fan of Maths, so I often stayed up past midnight to solve tricky math problems. Sometimes, I got really sleepy so I fell asleep with candles lit. When the candles melted, the desk would catch fire—this happened three times. Every time I managed to save my Math book first. I’d cry really loud if I see the book was burnt broken. I didn’t think of anything else.
