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It was a bolt from the blue. Nothing had let me foresee that sudden change, but I accepted my family's decision, albeit with regret, without saying a word.

I was not good at physical activity, so much so that the teacher always left me for last, and sometimes neglected to have me do the exercises which he made everyone else perform.

I have never had the feeling of being forced to behave in a certain way, I think I did everything with extreme levity, guided by the trusted hand of those who had had brought me into the world.

If it is right to follow the social and behavioral dictates imposed by the family in which we grow up, it is equally as right to ask ourselves questions, to interrogate ourselves with all the "ifs" and all

the "buts" that buzz in our heads.

But I had none, so blind was the trust in the hands that led me.

Wise guide who takes without asking, who obtains without demanding, who appropriates without thanking.

That time for example I could have told my family that I wanted to continue with music lessons, but I was not used to thinking things independently.