I continue to wonder about this whole blog thing.

Why would a person want other people to read things that he or she thinks?

Who do they think care about the stuff that they write?

I read an article  in one of the newspapers this week (I don't remember which one) about the unexplained phenomenon of people all around the globe that like to write in expansion about their lives, their hobbies, and their political point of view and so on. Now let me tell you what I think: If you are not a famous person, if you didn't do anything extraordinary in your life, then why would I or anybody else would want to read what you have in mind? Don't get me wrong, I am one of those ordinary people that don't have anything new to report of.

However, since I write this blog as an assignment I don't care criticize this platform.

What is so important to people to tweet or to post in their blog or in their face (book) several times a day? What is all about?

People from all around the world want to prove to themselves that they are interesting, remarkable creatures. People make contests against others whether they have to largest amount of (virtual) friends. It doesn't make sense to me. I had Facebook account once, for a whole year (!) then, I realized that I don't care reading what people write about themselves. It gave me back at least one hour in a day. The time that people waste on presenting themselves to broader crowd is tiring. I am not naive or hypocrite, I waste my time in other ways that include surfing the net, check out my email four times a day, and watch movies and so on. However, I don't share thoughts (even if they are common) with others using the net. When I have things to say, I simply go the person that I want to hear me. Simple as that. Perhaps it's a result of pressure, of how people will react to things that I write, if they will. We tend to enthuse when people comment on things we say because that means we worth something. With that, we tend to be offended if no one pays attention to us. This is, indeed, human nature. I think, in the meantime, I will clear the stage to other people (how noble) that want to share their thoughts with everyone. And I know that once I'll regret, I'll have many options and platforms to express my opinions and share them with the rest of you.

Writing a blog is not an easy job. This I can tell you.

After I posted my first entry, the second seems to be harder (What will be in the third and so on…?)

However, two movies that I saw lately connect me to the subject that I posted last week and made me write what I am about to write.

The two movies called, "Love and Other Impossible Pursuits", and "A Little Bit of Heaven", are new movies that were published last year. The first movie is about a woman that gave birth to her first baby, but the baby passed away three days after she was born. The movie follows the woman trying to deal with her loss and with her depression. The second movie is about a young lady that tries to deal with her life after she found out she has a cancer.

I don't want to write about the quality of the movies (though I think the first was better); I want to talk about their common lesson.

Both movies deal with the existential question of life and death. However, they present two different ways of dealing: depression and bitterness, on one hand, and completion that leads to happiness, as far as possible, on the other. Because I review movies and not someone's personal life, I can criticize them from my own perspective. While the director (or script writer) of the first movie choose to present the loss and difficulties of the main character as painful and unbearable, the angle of the second movie is humoristic and tries to combine sadness along with happiness and gratitude. Two lessons I learn from these two movies: one, each of us has the power of choice that was given us by god. Each of us can choose their path to walk through, in good times or in bad. Second, I think that we need to thank and more appreciate our lives: our health, our families, our friends, our jobs, and the list keeps on growing. That way, our present will be better and we'll be able to deal with the surprises that lives throw at us. These two random movies made me realize that sometimes the questions that we need to ask is not "why", but "how". Not "why my life/job/myself the way they are, but "how do I deal with it and how I make this better". As the famous writer, Dale Carnegie once said: "When fate hands you lemons, make lemonade.”

  

I have a philosophy in life: if you have difficulties-deal with them!

I work as an assistant to students with sentimental problems that reflects their learning abilities.

I experience, unfortunately, a lot of frustration from those students, not because they have  troubles in life, god forbid, and not because they are not good students. On the contrary, they respect their friends and teachers.

Then why? I sit with my students in the classroom, or I take them out and teach them one-on-one. I tend to think it is useful and helpful in their learning process. However, I feel that almost in every lesson that they don't try enough, that they wait for me to serve the answers on platter of silver. I don't like that at all. To be honest, it gets on my nerves.

What happened to trying? making an effort? experiencing? daring? Is it just this  specific generation that got used to instant processes (if you can call it a process), or maybe they are very lazy?

As a student, I can tell that of course there are times when I want to skip some steps in my learning but it never happened. And by looking back, it is a good thing, it is part of my growth.

I had a small debate with another teacher, and she told me that it is too bad that the professional schools were closed. She said that there are many students that don't fit in the education system as it is today. "They cannot learn", she said, "it is too difficult for them." 

So, I raise the question again: Can't they really learn or are they are too sloth to learn? I think that in most cases, the answer is the second one. Yes, they wait for us (grownups, teachers, parents) to give them the answers. I'm sorry, though, I am going to teach the other way, it may be harder and longer, but it worth it!