وكلما أمسكت بحالة من حالاتي وقلت هنا هو أنا… ما تلبث هذه الحالة أن تلفت من أصابعي وتحل محلها حالة أخرى .. هي أنا … أيضا
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I remember I wrote a post before on how I got notified by WordPress that I received the most follows that day.
Yesterday; it seems I broke that record, but this time they showed the number; before it was 4 now 5 follows in one day.
Such a mere small number 😀 but good enough I guess.
”I suppose in the end, the whole of life becomes an act of letting go, but what always hurts the most is not taking a moment to say goodbye.” – from the movie Life of Pi
And she parted… to a better place..
Leaving us behind in a shitty world.
Again as last year, and on the same day, the writing challenge prompt was “1984”, even though I wrote about it before in my post called: Daily Prompt: 1984 | The Double “S” Factor, this time all that got into my head was “George Orwell“‘s banned book “1984”.
Dear Reader; if you have not read the book (like myself), you could have watched the movie (which caught my attention to the existence of the book and leading to me adding it to the “To Read” list of mine)
Even though, the book was written in 1948 and 1984 has come and gone, Orwell’s eerie prophesied future had a crazy but realistic power on readers in the past and will definitely do on the coming generations. Portraying a scary and haunting notion of how our world could be, if what we feared the most came true.
Back to today’s writing challenge subject:
You’re locked in a room with your greatest fear. Describe what’s in the room.
Again, I will mention by Double S Factor fear (which I blogged about before), the room would be filled with snakes and sharks (somehow).
Over that; the room will be totally dark and nothing but the hissing of the snakes and splashing of water from time to time could be heard.
“Fearing the fear itself. Is one of my biggest challenges” ~ Y.a.Z
Tell us about a teacher who had a real impact on your life, either for the better or the worse.
How is your life different because of him or her?
My year six class tutor, Miss Footman, a Scottish, tall, beautiful brunette. The sweetest and kindest teachers can get.
Because of her, I fell in LOVE with “Geography“, where she had these cool and fun toys to help us memorize the countries in each continent and their capital cities.
I loved playing with these toys.
I truly believe that my LOVE for TRAVEL, was seeded and rooted deep into my heart from that time onwards.
Especially my LOVE for Britain and Scotland in particular.
Whatever her name was, I wish my brain would forget her memory as it forgot her name.
Her name started with the letter D, Darin, Dorian, Darina; whatever it is, Miss “D” was one of the worst teachers ever.
She might not be a bad person, but her ideas of discipline was so bad, it scared the FRENCH out of me.
Miss “D” was my French Language teacher, and I honestly feared her enough to hate FRENCH as a language.
One of her favourite catch phrases was: “I’ll fly you out of the window” (Excuse her weird English)
Imagine a very shy little girl, really and honestly believing her teacher will really throw her out of the window.
Anyway; thanks to her, I hated FRENCH even though I was really good at it.
Apparently, (according to Mr. Peter; our Spanish, French, Deutsch teacher) I seem to be good in learning new languages.
So what a waste it was!!!
Now, I work in Import and Export and will have to deal with West African countries soon, the French-speaking regions in Africa. And I blame Miss “D” that I hated FRENCH to the point I did not pursue and continue learning FRENCH ((earlier)), since I needed it these days.
But what can a person do? Other than try to make-up for time wasted in the past.