December 4, 1957 is the day I was born. My father said: "It would be better if he died." He hated red-headed. During the war in their village were Nazis. Most of them were redheaded. Six months later I almost bit off my tongue, when I fell off the porch. "Would be better if you did"- my mother said later. I probably talked a lot. The scar is still preserved. I didn't go to kindergarten, I was brought up on the street. It was fun. Perhaps that is why I do not go in the general line. First time I quit smoke four days before school. Then like everyone else: school, college, army Staff sergeant. Then medical University. Quit in three years, because disappointed: most men were in the hospital because they drank or smoked, and the women, because their husbands drank or smoked. Then worked in a factory technician electrician, assemble and adjust marine cannons. In 1989, first came to work abroad. It was East Germany. And I saw the difference. Then I worked in Poland. Began to feel the difference. Then worked in India. That's it. I became ready to be free. While I was preparing the Soviet Union collapsed. The country where I was born no longer exists. But needed money to educate my children. There devastation and the only way I've seen in America. In 1997 I arrived in New York. I worked a lot, changed 11 companies. Electrician, driver, manager. Got the American experience.
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