I was born without knowing how to cry, and I did not learn to walk until I was two.
My cousin, who was my age, could already recite poems while I was still stumbling over my first words.
Before the college entrance examination, everyone in the village called me the half-wit.
Afterward, the village received its first university acceptance letter.
My aunt was beside herself with joy.
She held a three-day feast, and everyone for miles around knew my cousin had got into university.
Then the villagers clamored to see the letter.
Only then did they discover that the name on the gold-stamped page was mine.
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