Chapter 12

• I remember two moments of extreme happiness in my life. Or three. The first is in my childhood, I can not say that I had an excellent pass, on the contrary, it was marked by shortcomings. But every night dad would arm chairs with an old sheet, and we would get under it with mom while we played. That was a spaceship, and he was the commander in charge while I was his apprentice, following the right orders to achieve "excellence". He said to me, "all right, agent Western, You will be a great successor to this Captain."
• To which mom congratulated me and told me that she was proud of me. I felt very happy, it was as if I had a very important achievement. But mom also took her place to help in the game and did not understand why she did not want to be captained someday. "No, honey, I am well following the orders of those who know," she replied, which charged me with indignation. These games made it clear to me that, one can choose to be the one who directs or to be the one directed, but one cannot direct something that one has not followed in a certain direction before. It was also clear to me that one day I would want to be great and that I would not get it effortlessly.
• And where the effort I found directly reflected was in my studies, according to dad, books are the only direct path that can open the doors of everything one needs. "They are the key that we will seek to give you whenever we can, honey, that passage to success that we could not get."