I still can recall this memory that once I challenged my father’s
belief. The result was not pleasant, because of the punishment which came
afterwards. However, I have never regretted.
There was a day, after school just like normal days, my father asked me
about what I learnt from the class. I replied him with my prepared answers. And
then, as usual he asked me about more details. I told him from course to
course. Finally we came to Morality and Philosophy material, and I casually
mentioned about one specific idea that my teacher taught me that day, which was
also written in the text book. It said “persons’ character can be somewhat
altered in the future by the environment which is distinguished from the family
background.”
As confidant as I could, I explained him the idea the way how the
teacher did in the class. But I noticed his face getting serious, he chuckled
and responded me, “What? It can be true”, with a stronger voice, he added, “Person’s
character can’t be changed in the future”, as he continued, “Your family
decides your character.” I could feel by that time, how rigid it sounded. As a
12-year-old little girl, it was my first time I determined to try to debate
with my father.
I responded him, “Dad, but I think persons’ future behaviors can be
influenced by the environment”, with more detailed, I added, “and your
behaviors can somehow change your character.”
Certainly, after hearing that I was disagreed with him, he got
irritable. He kept repeating what he believed, and tried to convert me.
However, surprisingly, I persisted in my point of view.
That day by challenging his belief, no wonder, I ended up with a bad
punishment. My father was like my mayor childhood authority, it was not easy
for me at all. Nevertheless, I have never regretted. On the contrary, I still
insist on what I believe.

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