Can begin to beat the drum for the big moment arrived in which many were waiting and postponing many. I do not know if it's the beginning or the middle of the order, may in fact be the end.
At this point, I look around and do not know exactly what to think and do not know exactly what I'm feeling. It was a long journey to get here, I saw, heard and felt many things. Maybe what I'm feeling right now is what I felt when I entered the school at 3 years of age: fear.
I learned more than just the curriculum. Sometimes I cried and others laughed. And some simply do not express anything, because sometimes when you have nothing good to say or anything that really matters is better not to speak. I felt anger, joy, fear, relief, sadness, uncertainty, impact. Always impact. Sometimes I felt like giving up, throw it all away and just let it go. After all, some of us never fully understood what it was all that. What would have happened if some of us end up quitting? I do not know, but certainly would not be here today, that does not look good.
What was the purpose of all this? If I leave aside for a moment the question of the obligation and the need for studies and with the constant thought of the possibility of a future, what would remain? Is there anything left? Would remain. Left with the experience. Would remain the friendships formed. Left with the faith in myself and in so many other things. And if it only remained for me, would be enough. Would it be worth to the point of celebrating this event in all history. And it's not what I'm doing here today?
- Posted on November 26, 2011
At this point, I look around and do not know exactly what to think and do not know exactly what I'm feeling. It was a long journey to get here, I saw, heard and felt many things. Maybe what I'm feeling right now is what I felt when I entered the school at 3 years of age: fear.
I learned more than just the curriculum. Sometimes I cried and others laughed. And some simply do not express anything, because sometimes when you have nothing good to say or anything that really matters is better not to speak. I felt anger, joy, fear, relief, sadness, uncertainty, impact. Always impact. Sometimes I felt like giving up, throw it all away and just let it go. After all, some of us never fully understood what it was all that. What would have happened if some of us end up quitting? I do not know, but certainly would not be here today, that does not look good.
What was the purpose of all this? If I leave aside for a moment the question of the obligation and the need for studies and with the constant thought of the possibility of a future, what would remain? Is there anything left? Would remain. Left with the experience. Would remain the friendships formed. Left with the faith in myself and in so many other things. And if it only remained for me, would be enough. Would it be worth to the point of celebrating this event in all history. And it's not what I'm doing here today?
- Posted on November 26, 2011
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