I would like to write about Freedom, because
this word has a
special meaning for me and my life. I have lived in Bulgaria
fifty
years under communist power. My father a King's officer, was
killed
when I was 7 years old. At this moment my childhood finished.
I had no
freedom to play as a child, to have friends, to study and work
normally,
to live as a human being, All the time I had to pay for something
I had
never done. It is very difficult to explain how one may feel
under
communist abuse.
My father was killed when he tried to escape to the USA. His
dream was
to live in freedom with his family. Now the situation in Bulgaria
is
changed. My father's dream has come true. My country is free.
My
daughter's family and mine live here, where freedom is a right
for
everybody.
Let us really appreciate the value of freedom, which is the
essence of
life and let all nations over the world live in peace and freedom.
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