The best days of my life.

Many times few words can lead us to the best memories of our lives.
That was what happened when reading the @steemitblog post titled: 100 DAYS OF STEEM: Day 4 - Weekly Content Challenge

Memories of my School Days

Many memories of a wonderful life although I must say that that student period was the best, in Venezuela what is known as High school, it begins with the first year of high school.

I went to study the first year of high school with only 11 years old at that age I worked in a municipal market as an assistant in a sales stand for vegetables, tomatoes, potatoes, onions, peppers, a variety of fruits, finally my time As a student it was parallel to my time off work, something very important from that age I have never stopped working.

Definitely I must say that for me, studying was my escape to work, despite the fact that I was always a good student but because of the need they had in my home I also had to work and I was a good worker, and I never regret that job.

Difficult time

I remember a lot that in that first year of study with just 11 years old it was very difficult, because most of the young people who study in that grade are already 13 years old, in addition to being 11 years old, I was also short, a perfect mix for Abusers, if as you are reading, for abusers who subdue other children for no reason take great advantage of younger children.

I am and consider myself a fighter, I looked for a way to defend myself, what I did was study self-defense, study karate and manipulate the chaco very well, (I still have my chacos), and best of all, I learned very fast to defend myself And when you mark territory, no other abuser messes with you.
So once I made myself known, and I showed everyone that I knew how to defend myself, they never dared to sneak up on me.

My adventure began there I made many friends, I really liked explaining the classes to my classmates that I did not understand very well, somehow I created study groups organized in workshops in the high school library to help my other study colleagues, I really that was very pleasing.

The high school teachers always called me by my last name Lanz, to ask me to help some other young man who had trouble understanding the classes they gave, but they know something the problem was not the students who did not understand, I realized that the problem was the way the classes were taught, I think it was difficult for my other classmates, I can say that I was a different type of Nerd, but being different is also good.

Vocation.

From my wonderful time as a student, in my third year of high school, I realized that I liked to teach or I must say that I really like to explain what I have learned is easy for me.

For my 4th year of high school, I think that time was rebellious on my part, but of a rebel without a cause, just like the title of the movie, at that age, with only 14 years old, I already realized the injustice that usually happens in Life, for reasons that I do not know, in that period I lowered my grade point average, it was also the time to fall in love and also the lack of love usually happens.

and the 5th year the end of the high school student period, I would graduate very young with only 16 years of age, I am very sincere I did not want to leave the high school, and it is as I said at the beginning it was high school for me it was my escape to work. I always really enjoyed that last year of high school, I remember many friends and that I still have that beautiful friendship, the best thing was the great empathy that I achieved with teachers, they had a great affection for helping me to change some paradigms. it was great I recognize it my life in my student days

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Thanks to the vocation that I discovered in me, when I studied my 3rd year of high school, I am currently a professor at a prestigious University of Venezuela.

Thank you @steemitblog for bringing back to my memory, such nice and great memories.