Am I a Fool or a Genius?

I was born in a poor countryside of a secluded palatinate in the last years of the twentieth century. I had been without social media for over 15 years. Life looked great.

High school years were a wonderful time that I could hardly forget. Due to the relatively difficult personality and the need for a certain amount of time to fit in, I often had hassle in social relationships every time I moved to a new environment (actually this is not a really important thing). Returning to the story, I – a little girl with a big passion for books and a dream of becoming the future “Prime Minister” since the age of 9, had always been praised and rated as one of the most outstanding and excellent students at that time.

I had no special curiosity other than studying and reading. I was feverish when every new school year came, I went with my mother to the bookstores to buy a new set of textbooks, then quickly ran home and flipped through the contents of it. I always wanted to devour more books and perceive more knowledge every day. I also relished helping others (and proving my own excellence) by organizing study groups, freely tutoring for my classmates. For me at that time, there was nothing better than learning and sharing knowledge. I was also equally interested in cultural…