During a long time, I lived between the past and the future, and I didn't have the occasion to live the present time. I use to have great ideals and my boring life didn't let me making true at the moment my dreams and what I wanted: in other words, I always planned my future to have a better life and used to dream about my past, I was quite nostalgic. Today I think I'm living my dreams and not dreaming my life, or not so much. I'm much more an actor of my own life than to remain passive in front of the events. I still need to go back to my past by nostalgy and to wonder why could have happened if I hadn't done that but not as a complain but as a kind of therapy. Nowadays I don't want to change my past because I cannot change it, but I need it to accept what happened. So I put much more energy in the present to build my future.
I believe that I need making plans all the time and there's no matter if my plans change, it's the rule of the time to overthrow everything or to make different our point of view. Who could have told me two years ago that I will be here in Chile, having the best time of my life and the most wonderful experience at 20? Not me but what I was sure is that I wanted deeply to live what I lived and wanted change, to live my own life and I knew that could be possible once I would be free and totally independent.
So imagining me in the future, it's surely coming into and revealing a part of my ideals and of my dreams. 10 years later... I will be 30... wow it seems to be like a nightmare and to be forced to live like the characters of Sex and the City. A busy life, perhaps still looking for love and having the same desperating affairs, travelling, having a great job in a world totally different at the era of all technology and in the nomadism life. I think in the future, I don't really know what I would be, what I really want to be, but what I know is that the world will not be as it is today and what our parents and grand parents thought about their own life. The world is changing too quickly to be sure of what we are going to do. As a matter of fact, in their time, they didn't do what they wanted to be neither, or so less people really did it. In the world of today and tomorrow, I thought that the "Nomade life" will be my life because I didn't imagine me staying in an office or in my country. I saw me working as a kind of job of diplomate, or into politics, or for international organization or company, working for the future at the era of great problems that I think we are going through. Starting in Brussels, then Buenos Aires, going back to Santiago of Chile, then going to Mexico City or Rio de Janeiro, staying a while in New York to help for a grand project, opening a galery of photography in Los Angeles, being addictive to modernism in Tokyo, seeing an Opera in Sydney, and not just working but also travelling again, escape me from this unbearable and stressful reality, to make the most of what will rest of our old world taking the Transsiberian to cross from Eastern Europe, all Russia till Vladivostock, going to Oulan Bator, crossing the Australian desert, and going to another great trip in South America...
As you can see everything is not planned, probably you think I didn't really see myself into ten years but this the way I think it will be in a world that cannot be imagined with the world we are living in today, or what I want to say is that from the world of today I cannot imagine me in the same situation, with the same environment, the world is going to change deeply and not at the same time, I'm changing but I remain the same after all... I just hope to not lose my ideals until death, because for me it will be the sign that I'm getting old, we are all growing up, but are getting older quickly those who have stopped having or never had great ideals...
miércoles, 9 de julio de 2008
martes, 8 de julio de 2008
Craziest things
Well, I was quite astonished when I saw the new theme of the day "What's the craziest thing that's happened to you recently?". Not that I don't have any idea about it, but it could be a little be inconvenient to talk about that kind of crazy things... on a blog and in public!!! While travelling during 4 months in the Chilean summer, I think that many crazy things happened to me but after many years, the impact of crazy thing is changing and is not the same at all, probably craziest things happened to me when I was young than nowadays.
When I was like 6 years old, I went for the first time to Disneyland Paris, in the countryside, really close to the city of Paris. The craziest things probably happened there. When I went to the Haunted Mansion, I have been waiting really long with my family, the attraction place was crowded and it was in winter,close to Christmas, we were really freezing. When I was 6, I was really small, I don't say that today I'm not small but I was really really small for my age. We came in the mansion and we waited a few moments, then we get inside a big circular room, and the enormous door closed and we seemed to be rounded by walls and mirrors. I was pretty scared and getting nervous. We felt our bodies going down and in fact the circular room was an elevator and the walls were increasing indefinitively.
The evelator stopped going down. Nothing, nothing was happening. Seconds appeared being minutes and hours. Then people started whispering. And then, I shouted: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. A hand was on my shoulder. I turned back and I shouted louder: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! A giant black man was standing in front of me, with beautiful scarlet clothes, a big hat, and he was smiling at me with his white teeth and screamed "ahahahaha". It petrified me, and I tried to find my mum's hand, trying to hide behind her while he was smiling and the black man was trying to follow me. It's the first time of my life that I have been confronted to such a tall man and even if my best friend at school since I was 2 until 7 was black (adopted by a family of my neighbourhood), it was so massive that I believe it was the first time I had to become aware that our world was not crowded only by "white people" but also by people from all colours. We followed our way in the Mansion full of horrible and terrifying stuff, all more scarying than others.
When we went out of the House, I was still shocked and speaking and speaking about what happened when another "WAAAAA" and big hands tried to take me from my family. The black man was waiting for me at the way out of the Mansion and wanted to say me goodbye by a last surprise.... The day was absolutely awesome while really cold and I succeeded in getting inside a train attraction in a mountain absolutely amazing, seeing characters of Disney, participating on a little car's championship, assisting to the ball of the Beauty and the Beast, and at night to be at the Grand Parade. WOW, you made me remember of a forgotten memory of that part of that very special and crazy day.... Now I remember that during the Grand Parade where all lights were shining in the night, we get lost with my sister!!!! We were close to our parents, but there was such a crowd that with the movement of the crowd when the parade moved and got away, I found myself alone with my sister without our parents. For God's sake, we found quickly a security agent and we told him that we were lost since a few minutes. He spoke in his talkie-walkie and 3 minutes later our parents came back, we have just been lost like 7 minutes, but it was the end of a really crazy and funny day in my childhood.
I think it's the craziest thing and most interesting thing that really happen to me, I prefer to not talk about indecent propositions or about my travels with the Glaciar Perito Moreno, the end of the world in Ushuaia, my californian dream in Hollywood or in the Golden Gate Bridge, or the Corcovado or the Pão de Açucar in Rio de Janeiro, were one of the craziest things that happened to me recently, apart from this last week of classes, more than crazy, totally mad!!!!!!
See u later!!!
When I was like 6 years old, I went for the first time to Disneyland Paris, in the countryside, really close to the city of Paris. The craziest things probably happened there. When I went to the Haunted Mansion, I have been waiting really long with my family, the attraction place was crowded and it was in winter,close to Christmas, we were really freezing. When I was 6, I was really small, I don't say that today I'm not small but I was really really small for my age. We came in the mansion and we waited a few moments, then we get inside a big circular room, and the enormous door closed and we seemed to be rounded by walls and mirrors. I was pretty scared and getting nervous. We felt our bodies going down and in fact the circular room was an elevator and the walls were increasing indefinitively.
The evelator stopped going down. Nothing, nothing was happening. Seconds appeared being minutes and hours. Then people started whispering. And then, I shouted: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. A hand was on my shoulder. I turned back and I shouted louder: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! A giant black man was standing in front of me, with beautiful scarlet clothes, a big hat, and he was smiling at me with his white teeth and screamed "ahahahaha". It petrified me, and I tried to find my mum's hand, trying to hide behind her while he was smiling and the black man was trying to follow me. It's the first time of my life that I have been confronted to such a tall man and even if my best friend at school since I was 2 until 7 was black (adopted by a family of my neighbourhood), it was so massive that I believe it was the first time I had to become aware that our world was not crowded only by "white people" but also by people from all colours. We followed our way in the Mansion full of horrible and terrifying stuff, all more scarying than others.
When we went out of the House, I was still shocked and speaking and speaking about what happened when another "WAAAAA" and big hands tried to take me from my family. The black man was waiting for me at the way out of the Mansion and wanted to say me goodbye by a last surprise.... The day was absolutely awesome while really cold and I succeeded in getting inside a train attraction in a mountain absolutely amazing, seeing characters of Disney, participating on a little car's championship, assisting to the ball of the Beauty and the Beast, and at night to be at the Grand Parade. WOW, you made me remember of a forgotten memory of that part of that very special and crazy day.... Now I remember that during the Grand Parade where all lights were shining in the night, we get lost with my sister!!!! We were close to our parents, but there was such a crowd that with the movement of the crowd when the parade moved and got away, I found myself alone with my sister without our parents. For God's sake, we found quickly a security agent and we told him that we were lost since a few minutes. He spoke in his talkie-walkie and 3 minutes later our parents came back, we have just been lost like 7 minutes, but it was the end of a really crazy and funny day in my childhood.
I think it's the craziest thing and most interesting thing that really happen to me, I prefer to not talk about indecent propositions or about my travels with the Glaciar Perito Moreno, the end of the world in Ushuaia, my californian dream in Hollywood or in the Golden Gate Bridge, or the Corcovado or the Pão de Açucar in Rio de Janeiro, were one of the craziest things that happened to me recently, apart from this last week of classes, more than crazy, totally mad!!!!!!
See u later!!!
LGE
I wasn't sure to be the most qualified to give an opinion about the LGE, moreover that my parents told me to turn 7 times my tongue in my mouth before speaking or saying stupidities or something which will be like nonsense or absolutely not interesting.
My vision has changed since the conflict about the LGE and the nearly 5 weeks of strike which waste a lot of our time at the end of the semester, only a few weeks before going back to Chile. The major problem to see that isssue is from one's point of view of from everyone's point of view. I mean you can see the situation from your own interest of from the general interest. If I should have answered from my own interest I should have said that the result, as an international student is that I lose 4 weeks and a half of study because I didn't have the right to vote, but as a general point of view, I agree with the mobilisation. What makes to me a problem is finally the reasons why they did the strike. They started the strike in our department only on local issues to make better the school, the place, the financing plan and the quality of education. After two weeks of a really good strike, they signed an agreement with the University authorities. I think we should have came back at that moment, but some people find the opportunity with the national strike to follow the movement, absolutely aware that we should have exams and a hard part at the end of the term.
What I mean is that I would have totally approved the movement if some people hadn't have hidden the real reasons of the strike. I think that many students would have agreed to make a mobilisation against the LGE in itself at the start. I'm deeply convinced that there's no better way to make everybody and to give to everybody the same access to knowledge than free and public education. It's probably part of my own culture. The school is free, mandatory and open in France for every children since the Law Ferry of 1882. It's in the roots and in the fundations of the French Republic to give to everyone's the same conditions of access to education. I think that the LGE or the LOCE are just a system of educational and social's apartheid inside the Chilean society which is absolutely unfair and reinforce inequality, rupture and shame. The greatness of a society is too give and to be confident in the future of its youth, and not to set the roots of competition, unfairness, inequality and to leave behind someone who can't afford to pay an excelent education or to oblige him to have a huge amount of debts as he just starts his life. To my mind these laws are just a condemnation before people could have shown their capacities. We should keep on fighting for a free education.
My vision has changed since the conflict about the LGE and the nearly 5 weeks of strike which waste a lot of our time at the end of the semester, only a few weeks before going back to Chile. The major problem to see that isssue is from one's point of view of from everyone's point of view. I mean you can see the situation from your own interest of from the general interest. If I should have answered from my own interest I should have said that the result, as an international student is that I lose 4 weeks and a half of study because I didn't have the right to vote, but as a general point of view, I agree with the mobilisation. What makes to me a problem is finally the reasons why they did the strike. They started the strike in our department only on local issues to make better the school, the place, the financing plan and the quality of education. After two weeks of a really good strike, they signed an agreement with the University authorities. I think we should have came back at that moment, but some people find the opportunity with the national strike to follow the movement, absolutely aware that we should have exams and a hard part at the end of the term.
What I mean is that I would have totally approved the movement if some people hadn't have hidden the real reasons of the strike. I think that many students would have agreed to make a mobilisation against the LGE in itself at the start. I'm deeply convinced that there's no better way to make everybody and to give to everybody the same access to knowledge than free and public education. It's probably part of my own culture. The school is free, mandatory and open in France for every children since the Law Ferry of 1882. It's in the roots and in the fundations of the French Republic to give to everyone's the same conditions of access to education. I think that the LGE or the LOCE are just a system of educational and social's apartheid inside the Chilean society which is absolutely unfair and reinforce inequality, rupture and shame. The greatness of a society is too give and to be confident in the future of its youth, and not to set the roots of competition, unfairness, inequality and to leave behind someone who can't afford to pay an excelent education or to oblige him to have a huge amount of debts as he just starts his life. To my mind these laws are just a condemnation before people could have shown their capacities. We should keep on fighting for a free education.
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