In September I decided to wake up thirty minutes earlier than before.
I did not want a new life; I wanted a quiet half hour before the house woke up.
The first week was a : I turned off the phone and slept until seven.
Then my brother one change: put the phone in the kitchen at night.
When it rang at five thirty, I had to stand up and walk.
In those thirty minutes I read ten pages or write a short letter to myself.
I do not do homework, because then the becomes work.
After three months, my morning is and I am late.
My sister tried the same thing and stopped after a week; she is not a morning person.
A is like a shoe: it must you, not somebody in a video.