Fuck that training. The best example of motivation I had was shown by my father when I was in 7th grade.
xxx: asked us then to work out a project to pay - such as something useful for the home with their own hands for five a year
xxx: I got to do a book shelf.I still, I remember, was happy - long ago I wanted it.
XX: Well, I think it’s going to be there. Cut out of the fancy faster
But, fucking, as a result, I have done nothing in life so carefully and thoughtfully as this crazy shelf.
xxx: because my dad from somewhere pulled me under this shelf four thick-walled berry boards of kilograms to cheat five each.
xxx: and, fucking, sprinkled under her a hole in the wall above my bed :D
XXX is still hanging. Fifteen years passed.