I have almost forgotten how my childhood was but there is an only thing that I won’t forget. That is starting to live in a boarding school in Guangzhou which was far away home. Because of the situation, I could only have a seven-day holiday after a one-month studying.
I was 7 years old then. My “heartless” father “ignored his relatives advice and abandoned” me in a boarding school. The school called Nanyang International School. I still remember the watchword of the school is ‘Nanyang International School is the first bilingual school in China.’
I was unhappy when I studied and lived in the school at the first month. I hated my father because he sent me to school without any unwillingness. However, after a few months, I had already fitted into the school life. I have no longer been lonely because I have already gone on well with my classmates.
When I went to secondary school in China, I understood that my dad had to send me to the boarding school in order to train me as an independent person. I am really grateful to his decision.
Thank you dad.
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