Hello my dear readers,
How are you today? What's the news? Here,another month finishes( Life passes so fast that I can't even enjoy it. Only studies,studies and studies. Tomorrow it willl be the Halloween. I remember this day from the previous year,it was so funny,we have fun,we were masked,our teacher was near us but this year it is not so,She is away from us,we miss her very much,she usually has the initiative to organize something enjoyable for students.
I felt some need to write here something. I am from the ones who think that in order to feel slightly we need to put things and ideas down. I felt lonely at this very moment,it is so hard,I have no one near me whom I could tell everything I keep in mind and soul. I lost many friends (true friends - I have considered),they were my colleagues from the lyceum. We have grown up and chosen our own ways in life. Here I want to make a paranthesis: " In his poem "Walking Tall" Alan Maley reveals this idea of growing up in such a way that he makes an opposition between how fast a building is built and how slow a child grows up." And I want to steal the conclusion from this poem: That finally,when we are adults we find ourselves on our separate buildings" How metaphorically it is said but how greatly. So,about friends,I have got new ones but it seems to me that they are near me only when I am happy but when I have some problems they are far away. That's the problem of these days. This idea is unquestionable,I think.
I also state that sometimes a strange person can become more closer and he/she is more devoted and honest that a so-called friend for a long time or a relative. In the result,even a teacher can be your friend,more than this,I always thought that a teacher is our second parents. We spend half of the lifetime with them,at school and they don't only stay in front of you and give knowledge,actually they can't give you knowlegde,they treat you with much care,love and try to become your friends,they create a friendly atmosphere in order to make the process of teaching/learning more easier and enjoyable. They teach us,they give us many useful pieces of advice which will help us on our life and they love us as their own children because they have this paternal/maternal and fraternal instinct. Before coming to the university and couldn't even imagine that I want to be a teacher,but now I realised that this job is very difficult and it requires much patience and love. I am not sure that I will succeed but I think it is worth a chance to try my abilities in this sphere. So,I will see.
My dear readers,so here I must stop. That's all that I managed to keep in mind and to put down. I will be very glad if I receive some feedback from you- with what you agree and disagree.
So,have a nice week and many beautiful moments. Carpe diem!
Love,
Alina
How are you today? What's the news? Here,another month finishes( Life passes so fast that I can't even enjoy it. Only studies,studies and studies. Tomorrow it willl be the Halloween. I remember this day from the previous year,it was so funny,we have fun,we were masked,our teacher was near us but this year it is not so,She is away from us,we miss her very much,she usually has the initiative to organize something enjoyable for students.
I felt some need to write here something. I am from the ones who think that in order to feel slightly we need to put things and ideas down. I felt lonely at this very moment,it is so hard,I have no one near me whom I could tell everything I keep in mind and soul. I lost many friends (true friends - I have considered),they were my colleagues from the lyceum. We have grown up and chosen our own ways in life. Here I want to make a paranthesis: " In his poem "Walking Tall" Alan Maley reveals this idea of growing up in such a way that he makes an opposition between how fast a building is built and how slow a child grows up." And I want to steal the conclusion from this poem: That finally,when we are adults we find ourselves on our separate buildings" How metaphorically it is said but how greatly. So,about friends,I have got new ones but it seems to me that they are near me only when I am happy but when I have some problems they are far away. That's the problem of these days. This idea is unquestionable,I think.
I also state that sometimes a strange person can become more closer and he/she is more devoted and honest that a so-called friend for a long time or a relative. In the result,even a teacher can be your friend,more than this,I always thought that a teacher is our second parents. We spend half of the lifetime with them,at school and they don't only stay in front of you and give knowledge,actually they can't give you knowlegde,they treat you with much care,love and try to become your friends,they create a friendly atmosphere in order to make the process of teaching/learning more easier and enjoyable. They teach us,they give us many useful pieces of advice which will help us on our life and they love us as their own children because they have this paternal/maternal and fraternal instinct. Before coming to the university and couldn't even imagine that I want to be a teacher,but now I realised that this job is very difficult and it requires much patience and love. I am not sure that I will succeed but I think it is worth a chance to try my abilities in this sphere. So,I will see.
My dear readers,so here I must stop. That's all that I managed to keep in mind and to put down. I will be very glad if I receive some feedback from you- with what you agree and disagree.
So,have a nice week and many beautiful moments. Carpe diem!
Love,
Alina
