You never let me do anything. You “said” you always wanted me to “grow as a person” but whenever I didn’t do exactly what you wanted, you hit me. You starved me for days without food, and called me names nobody should ever be called. You measured love by success and trophies, and made sure to cover up all my bruises before a competition. You stole my glory from me. My victories were never MY victories, whenever you talked to admiring parents, they became YOUR victories that I had gained because of you. While enduring this, the flute became my only friend. Well you know what? I don’t want these trophies. Throw away all the certificates of my performances at Carnegie Hall, melt the trophies that I earned when I came out as first place in the National Chinese Music Competition. I’d throw away all this “success” just for normal parents and a normal life. But I still have to thank you guys for teaching me a lesson I won’t forget. I may not have learnt a lot, but I’ve learnt how to NEVER treat my children.