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Essay / Thomas Edison's Recolections of his Life - 761
Thomas Edison It is extremely difficult for most people today – at least for those of us who live in so-called “developed” countries – to remember, or even to imagine, a world without telephone or cinema. , recorded music or even electric lights. But not so long ago, none of these inventions existed. Some say I was ahead of my time, that I was the wizard of Menlo Park. Now you know who I am, my name is Thomas Edison, I invented the first incandescent light bulb, the first motion picture camera, the first industrial research laboratory and much more. But I am more than an inventor. Have you recently faced an obstacle or given up? Well, I can solve this problem. Let's start with a brief history of myself so you can understand my motivations and beliefs, starting from the beginning and ending on October 18, 1931. Let's begin. Contrary to popular belief, I was not born into poverty in some remote corner of the Midwest. city. In fact, I was born on February 11, 1847 to middle-class parents in the bustling port of Milan, Ohio, a community that was one of the largest wheat shipping centers in the world. In 1854, my family moved to the bustling town of Port Huron, Michigan. When I was seven years old - after spending 12 weeks in a noisy one-room schoolhouse with thirty-eight other students of all ages - my short-tempered teacher finally lost his patience with my constant questioning and seemingly self-centered behavior. . Noting that my forehead was unusually broad and my head was considerably larger than average, he made no secret of his belief that my brain was "scrambled." When my beloved mother became aware of the situation, she quickly pulled me out of school and began “homeschooling.” She was convinced that my somewhat unusual poise and physical attractiveness... middle of paper ... because there were events that had things in common. When I was seven years old, my teacher thought my brain was scrambled, that I was equally deaf in one ear and 80% deaf in the other, and one day a reporter came up to me and said, "Mr. Edison, why do you keep trying?" make light using electricity when you have failed so many times? Don't you know that gas lamps are here to stay? " To this I replied, "Young man, don't you realize that I have not failed but that I have successfully discovered six thousand ways that will not work! » All of these situations have something in common: they are obstacles that I had to overcome and persevere. These kinds of things happened all the time, and I viewed them as another problem I needed to solve. So you have to persevere and find happiness in what you do. Don't give up, otherwise we'd be lighting oil lamps right now.