lunes, 22 de noviembre de 2010

If I were...

A friend told me that if she were more outgoing, she would be happy because she would do some things that she does not do because of shame, besides she would live carefree of what the people say.

Well, I thought about being different from me, so if I were a very intelligent person I could find the cure for cancer, do a lot of experiments and I would know a lot of things. Or if I were a model I would be famous, travelling around the world, knowing too many important persons, appearing in magazines and things like that.

If I were rich … my mom used to say that, “If I were rich the first thing that I would do is to buy a house for me and one for each one of my siblings” (they are six)… If I were rich I think I must buy a house for my mom. Then I don’t know what else I would do because everyone changes with money and power.

If I were an animal I would rather being a cat, because they are lovely and independent-, they can go out to wherever they want, knowing the world around their house and be at home at dinner time. In winter they spend all the day in front of the fireplace sleeping and being spoiled. There is no one like them.

If I were a writer I would write a long beautiful story about the ocean, about the life, about the dream, the fantasy and magic heroes or maybe a slow and deep poem which impress the world and become famous till the last nook of the earth.

If I were the president of a country I would try to do my best and more than that, because people deserve it. If I were a value I would be the truth, because it is the beginning of all the knowledge. It is what we are looking for all the life and it is the hardest thing to find. It is what give the sense to the life.

If I were food I would choose to be a sweet fruit like a strawberry, or something like that, because I could give a sweet moment to someone and make her or him to smile.

If I were citizen from the place that I choose, I would choose to be from my real hometown, I love it and there was my childhood. If I were friend of whom I choose, I would rather have the same friends, because they are the most important part of my beautiful memories, they are who make my life beautiful and happy. If I were daughter of the parents that I choose, I would prefer being daughter of my parents because they were who gave me the life and the first persons who loved me.

If I were student I would prefer being an English pedagogy student, because I am sure that this is what I want for my life.

If I were who I choose to be, I would prefer being me, because there is no one like me.

lunes, 8 de noviembre de 2010

My haunted house

There are too many things that can scare us, especially when we were kids. Being kids we didn’t need to somebody tells us a story or to see anything weird. We just needed to see an empty house close the neighbourhood and our imagination could create a completely world of monster and pretty soon the building became into “the haunted house”.

When I was a kid there was an empty house in the street. The owners had moved recently, but we didn’t care of that. It took us no more than two weeks to convert the empty house into a scary house full of ghost. In our imagination it was the most haunted house of all. “If you go there, a ghost can appear in the window.” used to say a child. “I heard weird sounds from there the other night” said his brother. “Those are lies” my young brother always said that because he loves scary things, but then the other kids asked him to go and knock the door. “I bet you don’t dare to go there”. “I will do it” that was always my brother’s answer. Then he stood up and went to the house. He being a little kid full of scare never retracted of doing something like this, but anyway he never knocked the door because never missed a child who screamed “I saw something in there. Run away!” and everybody ran to anywhere.

We were around 7 to 11 years old and in summer night when we had plenty of free time we used to create scare thing and tell stories to scare each other and always encouraging, of course, to go into the haunted house.

“There are bats, ghost, and zombies.” “Yes, because a person died there, and the corpus in the garden” “sure, that is way the family moved out of the house.” the gang imagined things of every kind. I have always had a good imagination, but I was completely scared with the things that they said, so I never said anything.

The consequences of this appeared in my dreams, which always have been really weird. One thing that I always remember about that it is to dream with vampires. I remember that perfectly, vampires running behind me to bite me. I used to dream with this since I was around 4 or 5 (I remember since that age at least). In the beginning was scared, but then I gained confidence to fight against them. I always could found the plan to make them be in the outdoor at down time, (every night it were more complicated plans); that was the only way to make them disappear. Unfortunately they used to appear the next night and so on.

lunes, 1 de noviembre de 2010

Cheating v/s honesty


The dictionary says that cheating means to practice fraud or deceit. We are cheating when we say that we did a homework and we really copied someone else’s work, which is very common in everywhere. There are known cases of scientist or important investigators who have been dismissed from their employments because they have cheated copying parts of a investigation or they have stolen complete reports. Also in schools, teachers have been discovered cheating. And we like future teachers must to learn why we ought not to do it.

Even if then we get more importance or earn more money after we do it, cheating is not only unfair but also is try to lie to ourselves and that is not possible. Maybe cheating we can advance faster than doing the work by ourselves but that doesn’t assure anything.

It is true that if we cheating we can seem more intelligent, smart, powerful and successful, but that is just for a little time because the next time we will need do something more difficult, will not be able to do it and we will cheating again until it will no possible to continue and at the end we will be discovered and we will receive the punishment.

Till now I have asked to three friends why do not cheat and their answers are similar and expected, but I would like to tell them anyway.

The first one told me that cheating is not fair for classmates and for us and he would feel bad and guilty if he would do it. And I am completely sure that he never has done it and he never, ever will do it.

The second one told me that honesty is one of the most important things that families try to teach us since we are kids and cheating is to forget the family and everything that it has given us.

The last one told me that she doesn’t like cheating because she wanted marks of her own effort, thus to know how is she doing; besides if she would cheat she wouldn’t learn anything and the she wouldn’t be a good professional.

Those are examples of why do not cheat, mainly are ethics reason and it is true that everyone know what does and have to choose what to do. But always honesty will be better even if someone is not discovered, because that doesn’t mean that he or she is better than someone else, but means that the person who is cheating is too lazy to do a work by herself or himself, or maybe that he or she is not able to do a work. I choose honesty!!!