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| started when I was twelve. My father imported a French tutor for me. I was an excellent student, taking to reading and writing like a fish to water. At the time I actually thought about joining a monastery to pursue a life of scholarship. My father learned of my Bunko Kanazawa gallery interest and promptly put a stop to it. He was a man of action and no son of his was going to be a book worm. Knowledge was fine, but he preferred the physical studies. He took it upon himself to teach me. Dismissing the tutor, he undertook to teach me riding, fighting and drinking. It was the last that lead to his death. Like most Russians, he was prone to alcoholism and brutality. My mother lived in fear of him for often during the winter months he would drink until he could not be controlled. It was dangerous to be around him then. Often he would lash ...(cont.) | Bunkasha.Com |
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