When I was in kindergarten, there were some friends of mine who always cried not everyday, but very often. One day one cried, on the other day the other cried. They cried as if it was scheduled. I just wondered how could they easily cry when in the same time there was a person like me who couldn’t even feel sad when the same reason which made them cried happened to me even if it was worse. I thought that I was a strong kid. But later when I grew up, a similar case happened in my life. There were several cases here, like when everybody around me teased other people by mentioning their parents’ names to call them instead of their own name, and they just responded it with the same thing so there was no end. There were several others like swearing, saying inappropriate words, and so on. Perhaps I seem to be disadvantaged by not doing the things that others do and I lost many opportunities to be happy by doing such things. Or perhaps I lost my valuable chance to cry as much as I want since crying is one of the most relieving things and now I can’t do it even if I want. Now I know that I didn’t use to be a strong kid, but I was just too lazy to use my energy to do things which have no use, even worsening the condition. Imagine when a kid hurts and bleeds and then he/she cries. Would it be more exhausting than if he/she just keeps silent and conserves his/her energy in order for him/her to recover faster? This consideration was what might be on my mind when I was a kid and I’m proud of it. Hoooray, finally there is one thing that I can be proud of, even if it is weird. Anyway give me applause!