fly to your mountain like a bird

People only see that I am different: a mountain girl who has never stepped into a classroom before the age of seventeen, but wears a high hat of academic qualifications, shining brightly. Only I know what I really am: I come from a family that few can imagine. My childhood was made of scrap copper and iron in a junkyard, where there was no sound of reading, only the roar of cranes. Not going to school, not seeing a doctor, is the loyalty and truth that our father wants us to uphold. Father does not allow us to have our own voice, our will is the devil in his eyes. Harvard University, Cambridge University, Master of Philosophy, Doctor of History... I know that an ignorant girl like me who climbed out of the garbage dump should be grateful for what she has achieved. But I can't arouse enthusiasm at all. I had been timid, broken, self-doubting, and something was rotting inside me, and it stinks. Until I escape from the mountains and open another world. That is the new world that education gave me, and that is the infinite possibility of my life.