My dad had a keen imagination, and would play a little good-night game every day. He would 1 my room to talk to me and listen to the joys and sorrows of my day. As he was leaving, Dad would blow out my light like the birthday candles one, 2.
As he did his little routine, Dad would say, "The light will be dark. As far as you're concerned, it will be dark all over the world because your world is the one you control totally by yourself. The world is yours to see that way. So, keep your light 3.
When I was very young, I used to -4 there in bed after Dad left and try to understand what he meant, It was 5 as I was so young. What Dad was trying to tell me was that when I went to 6 at night, the world came to a stop, When I woke up in the morning I could 7 to see a fresh new world through my own eyes. In other words, if I woke up happy, the world was happy. If I woke up not feeling well, the world felt 8.
My father's guidance about self-aware and about the power of the eye of others was invaluable: "Everything depends on how you9 what happens in life. And what matters greatly is how you take it."
That good-night game with my father taught me that people's 10 of me aren't important. It's the way I handle them that makes the difference.
