Thank you..
Well I think it’s time I replied to that post.
If you have no idea what I’m talking about then I’ll explain. A few days ago I wrote a post on this blog, the one below, to kill my time. I had one thing on my mind as I wrote the post. No one was reading so why write? How did I know no one was reading? Well no one was commenting, except for two amazing people. Mr.R and Julia. So anyway, I added a small shikayat, complaint, in the post but it was on a side to remind people that if they read they should comment so I know who has been on and actually read the things I post. I had also send a message to Julia and Mr.R to tell the people they know about my blog.
Now, thinking about it that sounds like I think my blog is all that. I don’t want people to read because I think it’s cool. I want them to read because I write. I write because even though it might seem like I have a normal life, no one has a normal life. Every body has something that they want to share.
Anyway, Mr.R did help me, and I thank him for that. He did tell his “network” about me and my blog and the day after I wrote my post I had 6 comments from people I didn’t know. Not only that but he wrote this post that made me cry.
Now let me reply to that post.
Writing… has never really been in vocabulary sense last year. The word I was always looking at was Reading. I read like crazy back then, I still do but reading was all I had. Getting into the minds of characters that didn’t even exist was normal. Writing has actually stepped into my life this year when we started our blogs. I realized that there are somethings that you want to share with the world out there. Like Mr.R said in his post:
“I poured my heart out into the world and realized the world didn’t notice, and if it did detect my presence it didn’t seem to care.”
I realized that this was what I feel right now. A have things to say and when I tell the world, the world doesn’t realize. We all feel the same at some time and well I guess it’s going to take me sometime on order to get through this.
Mr.R also said this
“We write because we have no choice. It may take some time for you to realize you are a writer; I hope you realize that most people never realize it. Be patient. You are young, observe, live, experience life. The calling will come; I already see it in you. I didn’t hear it until I was nineteen, but it comes to those of us who are passionate and constantly yearning for things we can’t explain. We write because the universe pours too much into our souls for us to handle. We write when awake and we write when we dream. We hear the words as they dance in every song we hear and see them in every face we meet. We write because the world is too perfect not to be documented. We write because we connect with the intangible and spiritual. We write because we appreciate the practical. We write because we are idealist and because we are realist. We write to reawaken magic and put to sleep apathy.”
As I was I reading this it felt like Dickens or Shakespeare had written this. The words are… for the first time in my life I have no words to explain what I’m feeling. These words are so beautiful. The speak the truth. This is the power of writing, the power!
Mr.R told me not to concern myself with who was reading or not but I guess that will take some time before I stop thinking about this. For know, I’ll try to write as much as I can and I thank god who has given me the opportunity to learn how to read and write. They are many people who have stories to tell but because they can’t write those stories never reach the rest of the world. We are the lucky people who can do this. Maybe I should learn a lesson from this. Maybe we all should.
Anyway, I have been thinking a lot. Out of the sea of thoughts only a drop has been explained in this post. And I also want to take the time to thank Mr.R again. If only I could have the wonderful opportunity to have you as a teacher again. You are and will always be my teacher. And I would also like to thank you in spirit of teacher appreciation week by this poem I wrote for you.
The Intrepid Teacher
Intrepid is his name
The meaning is so true
He lives in our souls
He teaches us to live
Intrepid is his name
The meaning is so true
He makes us breath
He sings us knowledge
Intrepid is his name
The meaning is so true
He is fearless
He is courageous
Intrepid is his name
The meaning is so true
He may not be here but
He is in our hearts
Intrepid is his name
The meaning is so true
He’s made us think
He’s made us brand new
Intrepid is his name
The meaning is so true
He’s wisdom is here
He will stay in our hearts
By your student
Leila
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Thank you Leila, but remember that labels like teacher and student are meaningless, we are all simply learning from each other. I am glad that you feel I have been such a strong factor in your life, but working with young people, who care, like you is why I am in this biz. So the gratitude runs both ways.
I look forward to working with you for years to come. Because of technology, you and I may be working on projects even when you are an adult. Pretty cool huh?
For now just enjoy your life and keep writing. It all only gets better…
Yes! Keep writing, Leila. Looks like you’ve figured out that the best lessons in life don’t require a grade. And that teachers are all around. I wish more of us could embrace our inner nerd! Keep teaching us.
Cheers.
Hi again
If you had a cluster map, you would indeed have many red dots. The reason why I love your blog is because it’s interesting. Whenever you feel the need to express yourself, you go ahead and do it. No one is stopping you, which is the beauty of blogs. You write and you will always know at least one person will read it. You have a great point: “Everybody has something that they want to share.” You write what you think. What you feel. What you believe. And that’s why it’s interesting to read. Today my friend was told me, “Hey, your post is really good.” I was surprised to hear this because I didn’t think that it was that good. I mean, I was just writing what was on my mind. I guess what each individual has to say is important, even if someone doesn’t think so. Someone IS interested in what you say even though you don’t realize it. You might even be surprised with how many people visit your blog. After I got my cluster map on my blog, I was excited to see the red dots that were slowly duplicating. It was surprising to see how many people from all of the world come visit your blog. Anyways, it’s important to have freedom of speech and I think you should always keep on writing. Having a voice is something great. Having someone listen to what you have to say is great.
Oh, by the way, I linked your blog on my site and I hope you will have more visitors.
c ya