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It was 3 am in the morning, my father just got out of the restaurant he worked in part time. The restaurant manager handed him his pay and asked to not come to work from the next day. He also called a taxi for my father and directed the driver to drop my father home.

There was a feeling of uncertainty in my father's mind. He didn't knew what was gonna happen, he didn't knew that the world was changing, he didn't knew that the Berlin Wall was being brought down.

As the taxi moved some blocks, it found itself packed in the crowd of a million. Every heading towards a single direction, every shouting the slogans of a United Germany, everyone rushing towards the Berlin Wall

The taxi couldn't move an inch, so my father got out and moved along the millions towards the wall. Every type of person was on the street who hoped for a change. From beggars to businessmen, from students to the retired, just everyone was there and rushing towards the wall. Approaching it, as he recalls was a moment of revolution. As he approached the wall, he found his brother and cousins,. Together they moved towards the wall this moment of a revolutionary change, witnessing the people changing the face of the world.

Luckily by chance, my father and of his cousin approached the concrete of the wall and was close enough to touch it. Then my father just had one wish, to take part in changing history himself. So in a blink of an eye, he climbed on his cousin's shoulders with a splitting maul in his right hand. With a tight grip and immense energy he starting smashing the splitting maul into the wall. Just like any other German revolutionary, he was actually destroying the wall. The lumps of the wall taken out by my father's splitting maul were falling on the ground. The wall was losing its matter and was weakened moment by moment by both the emotions and physical strength of the people.

Suddenly, an unusual roar came from steps away. It looked like the history had been changed. As my father moved his eyeballs towards the right he saw the 11.6 feet wall coming down to the ground. That was the moment, the moment when the face of the world changed, the moment when an East German could freely meet a West German, the moment when the East Germans felt free at last and the moment when Germans felt a sense of unity after more than 50 years. That was the moment, when my father witnessed the history being changed.

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