jueves, 20 de febrero de 2014

Would you reach your happiness in everyplace?

After watching a series named ‘Homeland’ and the article in which we were working in class the last day, adding the video we saw and the new one that Emilio suggested, my request is about how we can be happy. Where is the real problem?

In the show I mentioned before, an American soldier came back from the Iran war (after the fall of the twins towers) under suspicion to have been converted into a Muslim as they are. The problem here is that this man could be a spy and working with the others, a traitor, I mean. But, after six or eight years living in a very bad way, when you have lost your faith and someone offers you a hand, clean your wounds and make you a sense for your life, what would you do? This made me think a lot. 

Only later I watched and read this news it was remained to me the importance to find your own happiness in every situation. If we had a peek at the time magazine again, we would realize that they are fighting for themselves. The examples include people who normalize the way they live. They have a main street where they can buy things, even steal like they would do in another place. The most impression I had was that these people protect the area as a real home.

No far away from here we have the videos about the refugees. The one that was watching in class spoke about a NGO and the protection that it offers to the children. The link our teacher wrote in the website lead to suppose more example of this kind of life. In the first one we could appreciate how a teenager had to lie to their brothers about their parents. She hoped they were alive, but she told them they were death because of the protection of a new life for the children. In Emilio’s video, you can find hope too.. a father tells their children about their grandparents, making them to see how lucky they are because they are all together. In other situations, the family is also close, but they are relatives, not parents.

The point is that you can have a glance not only to the part of the feelings they have, but to the whole. All of us are trying to build our life as better as we could. Sometimes we have problems with money, maybe drugs, familiar troubles, diseases, it doesn’t matter. All of us choose a way to find peace and redemption in everything we do. So, if you ask whether you can be able to be happy with all this problems in the world, the answer is yes, of course. You can do that. Just think about they have found their own way. Happiness is not so far away from any settlement. When I peer at this kind of news, I feel that I can do something for them, like give some money, or even go there to set up some tents. In my really inside, I consider that, more than feel sorry for them, I admire people who can find flowers into the garbage.


lunes, 10 de febrero de 2014

Kronen's stories...

It has passed a lot from the last time. However, I am with you, my classmates… and I would like to share the first poem I read in English. It is not mine, of course, I will publish mine when it had finished. Meanwhile, I give you a little present. This was from a film I watched when I was seventeen. I loved this film at the moment I watched, but the book is always more interesting than the scene. The title is “Historias del Kronen”, a Spanish film from the 90’s where you can discover the dark side of the life. Drugs, doubts... and the wild side of life. The poem is not appeared in the film, but it does in the book. It is a song from a group named The The, from his album ‘Soul Mining’. I hope you enjoy as much as I did, and I do.

'Giant'

‘The sun is high and I'm surrounded by sand
For as far as my eyes can see
I'm strapped into a rocking chair
With a blanket all over my knees
I, I am a stranger to myself
And nobody knows I'm here
When I looked into my face it wasn't myself I'd seen
But who I've tried to be
I'm thinking of things I'd hoped to forget
I'm choking to death in a sun that never sets
I clogged up my mind with perpetual greed
And turned all of my friends into enemies
And now the past has returned to haunt me
I'm scared of God and scared of hell
And I'm caving in upon myself
I'm scared of God and scared of hell
And I'm caving in upon myself

How can anyone know me when I don't even know myself?’


The last sentence is the one that has walked with me during my whole life...