There is a bunch of vagaries that happen in our lives that are impossible to control for a person like me. The way I was raised had me cowering and whimpering without making a single decision. Later on, I`d shrink from asking girls out in high school. My overprotective background had made me a wimp. In an attempt to rationalize my own behavior, I figured out I could fight back bullies in my senior years. They thought I`d become stronger and arrogant, whereas in fact I had just buffed up. I still feel the inveterate hostility in my society`s people that affront others cause of their ignorance. Whilst this all happens, the  local corridors of power don`t do a thing to rescind laws that allow the  savageness taking place in Lima each day. They've accorded with parking decisions to improve public transport and safety for decades. It`s impossible for this delinquents to unlearn their past attitudes. Not to mention, most of them are the bus drivers and ticket collectors that make our lives a nightmare every day we commute. Copious amounts of vehicles move along the city roads creating a pandemonium. On the other hand,I know I made a rod for my own back in my early teen years. Due to thinking English was not that important. In addition, I did relate some the childish stuff I liked to learning English. Though, cause of the lack of ebullience and a fatherly image since I was 16, I felt it  mostly lost. Usually, I could drop out an English class cause of a bad grade. Besides the fact that my brother was always there to pressure me instead of giving advice. Not a single day was he home while I was being reared. Due to this, I was not motivated to learn English. Moreover, he even tried to proselytize his non-religious believes on me. Which caused me to avoid going to service most of the time. I wish I had had a mantra to overcome all the shit I had to deal with. My transient stays from school to school did not help me with my confidence. Nowadays, I gotta plough through assignments without worrying about my brows furrowing. Still do I recollect my kid days, which were my happiest. There are wounds more profound a graze in your knee, those are the emotional ones. If my soul were in a state of dishabille, you'd understand me better. There worst thing one can do is to take the liberty to make their own children's decisions. Nowadays, I wanna feel at liberty to make my own. Moreover, fancying yourself a great deal ain`t the answer. Though, you gotta believe in yourself.  I hope my future achievements call forth a bit high and mightiness on me. Regarding my anxiety, that situation calls for prompt action.

Anyhow, basking in the afterglow of glory is good. Besides, I know there is an interdisciplinary way to approach my problems. Regardless of how many clunkers I`ve made; still do I believe in a silver lining. Just like earthquakes, every crisis brings on aftershocks. I just hope that if I get to become an official teacher in  the feature, I am able impart confidence in my students. Having a head for languages I still think I can do it.