Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Hero´s Museum
Every day thousands of children who suffer in silence the bitterness of life. Innocent victims who are not their fault they were born on the wrong side of the world, the children of Chernobyl are feathers some children. Since the girl I believe in heroes, they are helping to turn the world. So I would like to found a museum dedicated to the heroes. A museum with various heroes, whether it's the drama (eg, Batman), is the true (eg Nicolas Winton). People who for various reasons and just left their footprint positivism in our world. Much of the money he received was to build a home for these children. They could go to host families, as was done with children in World War II. Maybe one day I realize that aspiration. When you're living, you may take one of these children, I do not mind this has a physical or psychological. We all have a right to hope for a better future, are not educated they were born. I grow every day and my hope, and would like to pass it.
Now I see everything
Until recently he was "blind", lived in ignorance that he wanted to drown my thoughts and my soul. I lived in absolute illusion to believe that all people were good, that everything they said was true, I was afraid that people think badly of me. It was a phobia you afraid of myself, hardly knew my capabilities. When some people said they were my friends, and were lying, because at times I really needed it most of them were not there. Missed the shoulder friend because good friends are those that are there in the most delicate, and fortunately I have loyal friends, are good but sincere. This happened to me the land where I live, people still have a backward mentality, when I said I wanted to leave Portugal, began to laugh at me, said I was crazy without a trial. But there was one day that this blindness is over, now I see everything so clear, I am stronger than ever. There are decisions that only we have to take if something truly love, we have to fight to the end, until "death." The world was not the weak and good, because I was so. I tried to be friendly and sincere, and just missed with it, the day came to say just one, nobody has to change my heart, because I am dying well. What I love most will only share with those who truly deserve. Why is not blind who is physically blind, the worst blind is the one who does not want to see. In this dark and bizarre world we must be steadfast and strong spirit, and only then will we survive this savagery. We can not please everyone.
The three CSI, were the first series that I cativaam my attention. My father was not a man present in my life, and never cared about my education. But conpensação was educated by three people, which I am proud to call them, mother and uncles and say you are my family. My hand is called Maria Clara, and was the woman who had the courage to escape from a nightmare called domestic violence and that saved my life, my uncle Oscar (my mother's sister) is the man who cares about me, calls to see me when I am fighting fires (PS. Yes, I am a firefighter), is the shoulder to cry on, and above all is the man who send messages on the father. My aunt Luzita was my second mother, and I think that explains everything. But in May 2004, that has changed my aunt died at only 58 years with a disease desnerativa. He died with shortness of breath. It was one of the biggest losses of my life, I still think when my aunt will come back at any time, but this I know it will not be possible. Death stupid! After the death of her aunt Luzitas my uncle began to play an even more present. To try ultrrapassar's death, fled to what I enjoy the arts. And the music was one of them. It never happened to see a video clip and start crying without control his tears and my feelings?! To me this has happened, and ... "Love's Divine" by Seal, is still one of my favorite songs because it makes me Lember of everything I love best and some losses, images and music and voice my favorite singer makes me believe that in the pain there is always hope that tomorrow will be better. Many years later, I saw a apisódio CSI: Miami "Innocent" and what happened exactly, I cried again and again for the first time I cried watching a episódiode a television series. Even with so many controversies that Mr David Caruso is involved, I very much admire, and all three alencar CSI `s. Horacio "H" Caine is a great example of how the family can supreender positively, that parent is not the musical progenitor Essentially, being a parent is also being compenheiro and friend, and it was a bad uncle. I'll never forget my aunt, nor do I, my mother and my uncle are the most important people in my life. CSI: Fan Ana Ramos
Saturday, October 17, 2009
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