Tag Archives: family

When given the choice between being right and being kind, choose kind

These are pretty little pieces of a wonderful movie called

‘WONDER’ by R.J. Palacio

Big big recommendation from my side, enjoy the following heartwarming words of beauty

(This will taste a lot better after you watched it yourself and became friends with all the nice people)

But don’t worry, u don’t have to eat the whole cake at a time 😀

 

…………………………………………………………………………………

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{·}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

…………………………………………………………………………………

“It’s not enough to be friendly. You have to be a friend.”

“When given the choice between being right and being kind, choose kind.”

…………………………………………………………………………………

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{·}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

…………………………………………………………………………………

“Courage. Kindness. Friendship. Character. These are the qualities that define us as human beings, and propel us, on occasion, to greatness.”

“The things we do outlast our mortality. The things we do are like monuments that people build to honor heroes after they’ve died. They’re like the pyramids that the Egyptians built to honor the pharaohs. Only instead of being made of stone, they’re made out of the memories people have of you.”

…………………………………………………………………………………

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{·}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

…………………………………………………………………………………

“I didn’t destroy a Death Star or anything like that, but I did just get through the fifth grade. And that’s not easy, even if you’re not me.”

“I wish every day could be Halloween. We could all wear masks all the time. Then we could walk around and get to know each other before we got to see what we looked like under the masks.”

…………………………………………………………………………………

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{·}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

…………………………………………………………………………………

“A fresh start gives us the chance to reflect on the past, weigh the things we’ve done, and apply what we’ve learned from those things to the future. If we don’t examine the past, we don’t learn from it.”

“You don’t need your eyes to love, right? You just feel it inside you. That’s how it is in heaven. It’s just love, and no one forgets who they love.”

…………………………………………………………………………………

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{·}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

…………………………………………………………………………………

“But I really believe, and Daddy really believes, that there are more good people on this earth than bad people, and the good people watch out for each other and take care of each other.”

“We carry with us, as human beings, not just the capacity to be kind, but the very choice of kindness.”

…………………………………………………………………………………

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{·}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

…………………………………………………………………………………

“Learning who you are is what you are here to do.”

“The best way to measure how much you’ve grown isn’t by inches or the number of laps you can now run around the track, or even your grade point average — though those things are important, to be sure. It’s what you’ve done with your time, how you’ve chosen to spend your days, and whom you’ve touched this year. That, to me, is the greatest measure of success.”

…………………………………………………………………………………

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{·}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

…………………………………………………………………………………

“I think there should be a rule that everyone in the world should get a standing ovation at least once in their lives.”

“Auggie can’t change the way he looks, but we can change the way we see.”

All rights and thanks to Sadie Trombetta. I hope she forgives me for stealing all the pictures and the quotes from https://www.bustle.com/p/can-you-ever-forgive-me-is-the-one-movie-every-woman-needs-to-see-this-october-12023785

but I was just too lazy to reinvent the wheel and she did a great job!

Advertisements

About traveling and loneliness – a trigger to reflect what we’re doing

istock-travel-backpacker

This is an excerpt out of the book ‘Shantaram’ by David Gregory Roberts.

This dialogue is between two Indian people, Prabaker from Bombay and a bus driver, on the way to a village in India. They are talking about Prabakers friend from New Zealand, who is accompanying him and living in Bombay for a while. It’s written in the first-perspective of the New Zealander

“‘Gora kaun hain?’ the [bus] driver asked, when we climbed aboard the step. Who’s the white guy?

Maza mitra ahey,’ Prabaker answered with contrived nonchalance, trying in vain to disguise his pride. He’s my friend.

The exchange was in Marathi, the language of Maharashtra State, which has Bombay as its capital. I didn’t understand much of it then, but the same questions and answers were repeated so often during those village months that I learned most of the phrases, with some variations, by heart.

‘What’s he doing here?’

‘He’s visiting my family.’

‘Where’s he from?’

‘New Zealand,’ Prabaker replied.

‘New Zealand?’

‘Yes. New Zealand. In Europe.’

‘Plenty of money in New Zealand?’

‘Yes, yes. Plenty. They’re all rich, white people there.’

‘Does he speak Marathi?’

‘No.’

‘Hindi?’

‘No. Only English.’

‘Only English?’

‘Yes.’

‘Why?’

‘They don’t speak Hindi in his country.’

‘They don’t speak Hindi there?’

‘No.’

‘No Marathi? No Hindi?’

‘No. Only English.’

‘Holy Father! The poor fool.’

‘Yes.’

‘How old is he?’

‘Thirty.’

‘He looks older.’

‘They all do. All the Europeans look older and angrier than they really are. It’s a white thing.’

‘Is he married?’

‘No.’

‘Not married? Thirty, and not married? What’s wrong with him?’

‘He’s European. A lot of them get married only when they’re old.’

‘That’s crazy.’

‘Yes.’

‘What job does he do?’

‘He’s a teacher.’

‘A teacher is good.’

‘Yes.’

‘Does he have a mother and a father?’

‘Yes.’

‘Where are they?’

‘In his native place. New Zealand.’

‘Why isn’t he with them?’

‘He’s travelling. He’s looking at the whole world.’

‘Why?’

‘Europeans do that. They work for a while, and then they travel around, lonely, for a while, with no family, until they get old, and then they get married, and become very serious.’

‘That’s crazy.’

‘Yes.’

‘He must be lonely, without his mummy and his daddy, and with no wife and children.’

‘Yes. But the Europeans don’t mind. They get a lot of practice being lonely.’

‘He has a big strong body.’

‘Yes.’

‘A very strong body.’

‘Yes.’

‘Make sure you feed him properly, and give him plenty of milk.’

‘Yes.’

‘Buffalo milk.’

‘Yes, yes.’

‘And make sure he doesn’t learn any bad words. Don’t teach him any swearing. There are plenty of arseholes and bastards around who will teach him the wrong sisterfucking words. Keep him away from mother-fuckers like that.’

‘I will.’

‘And don’t let anyone take advantage of him. He doesn’t look too bright. Keep an eye on him.’

‘He’s brighter than he looks, but yes, I will look after him.’

It troubled none of the other passengers on the bus that the conversation of several minutes had taken place before we could board the bus and move off. The driver and Prabaker had made sure to speak at a volume adequate to the task of including everyone in the bus. “

At the end it’s all about the Point of view