Beautyfull Memories!‏


The human nature is very controversial due to the fact that many people would quickly forget the good things that someone has done to them as they take these things for granted.

In the same time, they remember in details the bad things that a person has caused to them. Any person would forget what he studied during his school’s years, the names of his classmates and teachers, what he used to buy in the recess, how he was dying to leave the school and become totally independent, what were his ambitions in life back then, the obsession of having a girlfriend, the way he used to see the world, how he spent hours to fix his hair before going to school, how he was trying to hide himself when his teacher asked a question that he did not know its answer, when he farted and his desk suddenly moved and made a fart noise saving his face, when his nose was full of mucus and he did not have tissues, when he did not study for his exam or did not do his homework and made a creative excuse to do it in another time, how he used to convince his parents to stay out late by creating creative excuses, when he was trying to hide his low grades from his parents, the feelings he had when he fall in love for the first time as he felt flying not walking, everything seemed colorful and bright, and his first love was like a magnet as he could not even take his eyes off her, or/and how he used to dance funnily in the parties.

These beautiful memories contributed in creating us and making us who we are right now, not the miserable ones shared with horrible people with psychological complexes whom their happiness depended on making other people looking bad, weak or fool.
However, they should be thanked because they showed us the weak points in our personalities and appearance. These horrible people kept reminding us that we are ugly, fat, stupid or other horrible things.
Two of these horrible people were two of my English teachers who kept telling me that “I will never learn the English language” as I hardly passed the English course every single year. It happened that these two teachers were relatives and taught me English for six academic years in the school.
Ironically, I was one of the few who studied his bachelor’s degree abroad in the West and I was awarded first class honours (almost “4.00” converting it to the US GPA) from a university in England where the English language was first created. I am sure it is extremely hard for the both of them believing that I speak, write and read in English. However, success is the best revenge.
It is good to remember where you were and where you are right now.