I Know It Really Sounds Cheesy, But

The Next Day, She Was Silent. For Breakfast, She Murdered An Onion And Served It Raw.

In America, The Stories We Tell Ourselves And We Tell Each Other In Fiction Have To Do With Individualism. Every Person Here Is The Center Of His Or Her Own Story. And Our Job As People And As Characters Is To Find Our Own Motivations And Desires, To Overcome Conflicts And Obstacles Toward Defining Ourselves So That We Grow And Change.

But, In North Korea, It's Just The Opposite. There's One Story. It's Written By The Kim Regime. And 23 Million People Are Conscripted To Be Secondary Characters. There, As A Youth, Your Aptitude Towards Certain Jobs Is Measured, And The Rest Of Your Life Is Dictated, Whether You'll Be A Fisherman Or A Farmer Or An Opera Singer.

Life Brings What It Brings. I Might Be Young But I've Learnt This: Prepare For Each Blind Corner With Your Strongest Shoulder Dropped, Ready To Smash Through Whatever Is Thrown At You Next. Once The Dust Clears You Will Be Standing Tall, A Champion, A Victor. Nothing Will Be Able To Knock You Down Once You've Taken The Biggest Hits This Life Has To Offer, So Come On Life, Bring It!

Orphans Are The Only Ones Who Get To Choose Their Fathers, And They Love Them Twice As Much.