After watching the wonder movie, I realized that we all have stories to tell. We have actually great stories to make that can change someone’s life. We may find it boring or not very interesting, but, our story can actually finish the other. Our story is too powerful that it can even save or break others.
Bullying is rampant not only in schools but also at work. Maybe, because they want to be a person of authority and they have defended themselves all the way to be on top. While, others, are just born that way. Nah. I don’t believe that.
We are all products of our choices.
We choose what happens next so, if we choose to bully it’s either of the two things: we get bullied so much we don’t want it to happen again or we want to fight back through other’s who cannot even defend themselves. The cycle goes on until someone will actually stood up. I remembered Mr. Browne’s September Precept in the movie, When given the choice between being right or being kind, choose kind.
Always Choose kind.
It may not always be acceptable for the society or may please others. But it will make you feel fulfilled and contented.
That’s what really important.
Now, another part of the movie I love is the lesson that there are always two sides of the story. We all wanted to be heard but not everyone is willing to understand the situations. We are all busy explaining ourselves that we tend to forget to listen.
Incase, I did it to you.
I am sorry. I am really sorry.
I survived may elementary days, being the nicest and the kindest among the class. I am not making myself a superstar here but this is true. I talk to everyone in the class or in the school. I make friends. I hate bullies. Yes, sounds perfect but, because of this I also have to please everyone. I need to maintain being likable. And, in order for people to notice me more, I hyperventilate every time I am caught in a situation I can’t solve. Incase, you experience drawing air from a paper bag, yes, that was you getting all the stress and you feel like you needed love.
So, I used to be a people pleaser. I over think when people started to think I’m wrong or when others are doing the bad things. I became a perfectionist. I always wanted to be right. Maybe that’s why I lost one of my dearest friends.
I never listened.
Because I am the nicest person, I gave myself the right to be angry to anyone and for how long I want.
It was hard for me to build bridges that time.
And up to this day, I have the tendency not to forget things that made me hurt and feel so bad.
But thank God for chances!
I grew up. And I know I still have to work on with that.
It includes listening to the other part of the story all the time.
You may not like the old me. Maybe, I spoil your ideal thoughts about me.
But Hey, Thank You. Thank You for listening to a part of my story.
For actually reading this, and for making me feel like I have someone who actually cares.
The heart is the map that shows us where we’re going, and the physical (face) shows us where we’ve been.
Thank You for being part of the map!