As a child, I didn’t share lots of things with my parents. I had great childhood, excepting the fact that they were to busy or not in the mood to share activities, games or sport with me. They were not interested in my passions, my thought and my emotion. Today, it is reflected by my thirst of learning, experimenting, understanding, playing and discovering myself and the world around me. But it has became a passion that’s fullfilling me and not an obsession. (Sorry for my english, trying to improve it)