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Biff did not make it for the loan. Disappointment? I had no strength for that. After all the struggles, I ended up worth more dead than alive. How could one accept this? A man had to worth something at least. Like Ben, or even my neighbour Charley. They were more successful than me. No, no. I could not let it happen. See my name, Willy---willing to be good. After my death, the funeral would be massive. Of course, I was well-liked. I was known. People from all around the country would come and mourn me. Not only that, I would also get 20,000 dollars from the insurance company. Our family would not need to worry about ant expenses. I would become a hero. Everyone would respect me if they knew the truth. Of course, I sacrifice my valuable life for my family, or my dream. Everyone would be happy. What a great deal. Ben, here I come, with you, to the jungle…

Now, I had to count my sons. I wanted to see hopes in them. Fortunately, they were as good as I mentioned in my first blog. Their potentials finally showed up. Happy told me that Biff was going to ask Bill Oliver to help with starting their business. They planned to sell sport goods. Since they were well-liked and they had nice bodies, there was no chance for them to fail. This will be the turning point of our family’s life. We would make a lot of money soon. We could buy a new car, tons of stockings and a new apartment. Well, as for my wife, Linda, she was kind of annoying. She used to give useless advice and could not keep her mouth shut. If you knew what she said, you shall laugh. But whatever, I have already seen the bright future of our family.

I just got fired by my boss Howard Wagner. How funny was this! I had been working for him for years, and what did I get in the end? This reminded me of the quote “After the cunning hare is killed, the hound is boiled.” He was just a boss who did not appreciate all the things I have done at all. Such a simple request as staying in New York was excessive?! I was older but that also meant I was more experienced. My neighbor even insulted me because of this. You know what, he offered me a new job! Such a nice neighbor, huh? He thought I would sit at home and cry all day for losing this job? Come on, I could get a new one in half an hour if I wanted. He reminded me of my brother Ben. He had found a diamond mine in Africa. He became quite rich since then. I received a letter from his wife which said that he died a couple weeks ago. I could not arrange any money though. I really wanted to know the secret for him to become successful. My sons should learn from him. I should learn from him, too.

How can a single woman dislike me, right?

Instead of their math grades, please see and embrace the potentials in your kids like my sons.