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When I look back to my early childhood, I see everywhere the signs left by my parents' and grandparents' efforts.

As a kid, I assumed I learned to read on my own, before going to school, mostly through my efforts and I took that as a sign of my higher than average intellect. In retrospect, that could not have been so. Though I don't remember it, it was mostly my mother who taught me the alphabet - i.e., recognizing the letters. And one day, when I was waiting too long on my father to read me the bedtime story, I took the book in my hands and started reading. I could probably never have done that so easily if a) I had not known the alphabet already and b) my mother tongue happened to be phonetic. I'm sure this is a harder trick to pull in English, which is anything but phonetic.

Construction Time Again at Sucevita
While my mother guided my brain toward literary pastures, it was my grandparents who forced maths into it. Every summer holiday I had to spend a few hours on the "veranda" in my grandparents' cottage, at Sucevita (the site of an ancient monastery, a UNESCO World Heritage Site), working on math problems.

A few papers:
  1. Obligation (iron ring ritual)
  2. PEY
  3. Grad photo.
  4. Debating club card
  5. Rifle club card
  6. Former home with basement and floor to rent
Will be adding here papers as I find them and scan them, just in case I lose them.

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