I heard from my mother that when I was born, I didn't cry like a normal baby. I only had one eye that kept moving, as if I was looking at the surrounding environment. When my mother took me from the midwife, my wrinkled face actually smiled at her.
I didn't start talking until I was 3 years old. I skipped the process of learning babbling, and I started speaking very well. This really surprised my father and mother, who were originally suspicious that I couldn't speak. In fact, I just couldn't resist my mother's nagging in my ear every day to get me to talk.
My mother is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. In fact, the only women I have ever seen are in this courtyard.
