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I wanted to join the military, although my mother discouraged me, but my father was so
encouraging that he believed that.

We go and get it good at it so it was time for the exam. I wrote my first year I didn't pass for the training. I wrote the second year I didn't pass. I wanted to give up and chase another part but my father encouraged me I should never allow those challenges to suppress us and to keep pushing.

We changed and I did the third time after turning hard and i got it. I went for the training, it was the hair out. The training was too much my body couldn't bear it so much pain. It was part of the discipline I didn't know it would be. So tough like this I called my father one day telling that I want to give up that the suffering is too much.

I can't take it in my body could could not hold it again saying my son don't worry don't allow the pain, all the suffering to suppress you for there is joy after everything because you keep training doing the right thing, doing the best thing putting on the effort, keep encouraging myself keep doing what is right.

Keep working hard and at last I accepted what my father said. I never allowed the pain to suppress me to spoil my dream just like that I
summoned the courage. I passed through the phase, now I am a certified officer serving my country where being diligent being strong, patriotic, being the best I can be and I'm so happy that I didn't allow the pain. I felt to suppress me and my failures.