I was not able to get high marks when I was in primary school. Teachers
didn’t like me because I was not a good student. Mother considered me as a bad
kid. They hurt me by thinking I am a retarded child. But I am no fool. Almost
all of my paintings were showed in public. Many famous artists had praised me
for my paintings. They called me "little prodigy". And dad was on my side too.
He encouraged me to do what I liked and what I thought was proper. He told me
that interest is the best teacher, Dad did what he could to develop my talent
fully. I believe that interest together with hard work will make me a successful
artist in the near future.