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      When I was a child, I always look up in the sky and wonder How are the stars? Is it nice or ugly? Hot or cool? Dry or wet?.....and maybe all my life then I can not answer my questions. But in return, today, I become the star on EC for my effort.

      So, my friends, Please listen to the star’s story from  the beginning....

      As I said I was born in the home town and we had a big courtyard (it is for the harvest but the house is small). Every night, my parent laid sedge and all my family laid on it (unless it was rain). My sisters and I looked up in the sky and imagined by arranging some stars together : “Oh, there is a funny face, there are some fish, oh...look, it looks like a car”. We argued each other because with my eye I saw it was a fish but my sister’s eyes it was a crab...hihihi....My Dad was tired with our argument. And he didn’t judge who was a winner because hahaha...maybe with his eyes , he saw it was a scrimp.

      At that time, I always waited for the star “falling”. My Dad said to me: “When the star go zooming over, you can wish and  the wish will be true” . I was avid about that and waited day by day. But poor me! I always lost them. They  flew  too fast. And perhaps that  I had so many wishes,  so I could not remember where was my wish?

      In my mind, I think every one has a star for our self. I mean we have a life and our life is represented by one star. So I chose a star for my self. It is the biggest, brightest, and the most beautiful...lol... How many time I look at it and wish I can come there and discover what there is? But my dream is still my dream. I can not make it true. So today, I’m the star on EC, but I don’t need to discover myself. How about you? Do you want to discover/find out  this “star”?..hahaha…..

      In some countries, they flew into the Moon, the Mars (just survey), but they described them too ugly, no flowers, no water, no trees, no animals...I don’t like it. They broke my dream. My dream is there look like the heaven with so much flowers, fresh-air, and peaceful...Now, I grow up and understand all things but I like the opinion  that  when we are dead, our spirits fly to the sky and it will become a star. Every moment, it goes around and looks at us. Happy with our happiness and sad with our sadness....I’m so silly, Is it right? So becoming a star on EC is a best thing that I had, but I can not fly into the sky (huh...still alive) I must stay here (EC) as long as possible. I need to prove to my friends why our Teacher chose me. I’m sure, It is not because I’m smart/hard-working, friendly...it is because...Oh,  I know..I know it (shout) ...because I’m a beautiful member..huh...What a nice guess! Lol…..