As far back as I can remember, I had a deep desire for education. I was the seventh of nine kids in my family. My dad valued education and spent evenings with all of us. I remember having a big round table in the living room where all my siblings would complete homework under my dad’s supervision. Sadly, he passed away when I was only eight years old. My dad’s value of proper education settled in my heart. The road for my education was not easy due to life circumstances and being a Christian. When I was 14 years old, I came to the realization that the Soviet education was missing one important aspect – God. Teachers were raising smart sinners. Cruelty and corruption were the norm, but not for me! I battled in my heart and openly with my relatives.
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