A pen – My personal migration object is a pen which was given to me by my father when I was a kid. It was my father’s favorite pen and he gave to me, for the pen to bring me a little bit of luck. I have used the pen in all my exams and special events. So far I have always believed in the pen and myself and mostly succeeded in the exam or the special event. I never want the ink of the pen to expire or it would be a major damage for me if the pen broke. It is a simple blue color pen with a yellow color covered pen. Looking at the financial side the pen does not cost a euro, but considering the spiritual effect of it, it means the worlds to me. I guess back at that time the pen actually costed around 50 euro cents or something close to that number. This pen travelled with me almost half the world. I have lived 7 and a half years of my life in Germany and the pen was always with me.
It is hided in the back of my wardrobe with my most priceless things. Later on, couple of months ago I moved to Hungary from Germany to study again. Now I am studying International Relations in Budapest, Hungary at the Corvinus University of Budapest and I still do not want to give this pen away or do not want to throw it away. As explained before the pen has such a spiritual effect on me, that couple of times, I tried writing an important exam without it and I failed the exams. Instead when I write any exam with the pen I always have the luck. Maybe the effect is psychological, but I still believe pretty much in the effects of it. I feel that whenever I use the pen I have my father at my side and he will help me write the exam as he was always used to teach me when I was a kid. (VN