On the day I was kicked out of a wealthy family, a heavy rain flooded my eighteen-year-old princess dress.
My biological parents' house only had a leaky shack and ten brothers whose eyes were green from hunger.
When I taught them how to read by chewing moldy steamed buns, no one thought -
The eldest brother who dropped out of school to work became a mining magnate and drew a circle under the slum: "This diamond mine will build an amusement park for my sister."
The second brother who sells music on the street won the Grammy Award. His acceptance speech was: "Thank you to my sister for cutting out the first sheet music out of a rice bag."
And the man who always rummaged through the trash to find gifts for me is now at the top of the world's richest list. He is kneeling on one knee and holding up a tin ring: "How about using real diamonds to make up for the candy wrappers I owed you back then?"
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