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STEALING ICE-CREAM

      I was four and the man refused to give me my ice-cream. I gave him the money but he did not give me my ice cream! I got very angry and I thought he would never give me my ice cream so I started to cry. All of a sudden, someone called his name and finally, he put the ice cream on the table and as soon as he did that, I grabbed it and ran away. This was when I was on holiday in Antalya and saw the sea for the first as a person from Ankara. Naturally, I was very happy and excited.  Now when I think about this story, I laugh at myself. This might look like an insignificant event to many people but that day I learnt something very important about myself. I can get whatever I want. That day, I started to believe in myself. 

     I think this story funny and I like this story. Also, I laugh this story. That day I started to believe in myself so this story important for me. I hope you likes this story.

MY FIRST PUZZLE

I was four years old and I was walking on the road with family. We were in a passage on Ankara. It was summer so it was hot. I was feeling good everyone else. Suddenly “I want it” I said. I was looking at a puzzle with my eyes wide open. It was a five hundred piece puzzle. Its picture was Atatürk and it was hard for me. My parents laughed at me because they thought I could never do it. I was too young to be able to do such a complex puzzle. I could do smaller puzzles but they were about ten or twenty pieces. I thought like my parents did. It was too difficult for me. I still wanted it because I love spending time doing puzzles. So I insisted on buying the puzzle. My parents bought it because they did not want me to feel sad.  When they bought that puzzle, I was bursting with happiness then. We came home and I started doing the puzzle but my parents were chortling at me they still assumed I couldn’t do it.

My mom: You can’t do this. I think we must buy a new and easier puzzle for you.

Me: I know it is hard but I want to try.

My mom: Don’t even try it. You can’t do it.

Me: I know I can’t do it but I will try.

My mom: OK. You can try but if you can’t do it, we will give it to our neighbor.

Me: Ok. 

And I continued with persistence.

My mom isn’t a heart breaker person. She is a person like an angel. I think she is finest person but she sometimes be outspoken like this. Maybe she when told “If you can’t do it, we will give it to our neighbor.” My passion increased and it turned into an obsession and I put all I had into it. I did my best.

Only three days later, when I finished the puzzle I felt like the happiest person in the world. My parents were shocked when they saw this. They pondered it was impossible. Like them, I was amazed. I was only four. How did I do it? Was I good enough to do this? Maybe, I was different from other people. Maybe, I was not as bad as I thought I was. I never felt great and superior like that before from this event.

My parents still tells this story to me and they say how wrong it was of them not to believe in me.

This event was a turning point in my life. I started to believe in myself. I learned I can do the thing that looks like impossible at first.

This puzzle is still on the wall of our home.