It’s really hard for me to choose a particular moment, even though I think that my childhood was the happiest time of my life. The scene that springs to my mind is when my preschool teacher asked me about the date of my birthday. I believe I was about 5 years old back then and children at that age are supposed to know a bunch of things, like colors, numbers, and – the date they were born. Long story short, I had no idea when my birthday was and the shock I gave to the teacher by not knowing this simple thing could’ve been only compared to the shock I got from the fact that people don’t generally know when my birthday is and need to ask me for that information. That being said, whenever I remember this story, I realize that I was raised in an atmosphere of ultimate love, absolute attention, and unconditional support. I don’t know whether every person can say about themselves that they were the happiest child in the world but I can do this without a doubt, thanks to my family. And I strongly believe that the love and care I received as a child has shaped me into the person I am today.