Friday, August 31, 2007

The Freedom Writers...


I watched a movie today, just to keep awake because my father is not at home, and it's heavily raining outside and can't hear a thing. But it turned out to be very inspiering couple of hours.

The movie was called "The Freedom Writers", based on the book The Freedom Writers Diary. And I'm eager to find the book and read it. Because it contains true stories. Stories of young teenagers, who have seen worse in their lives but thrive to become the best. A teacher who sacrificed her life to make her students realize their potentials. And I wonder whether I ever
survive in situations they were. And yes, that was in United States of America. The most powerful country in the world.

This is about the lessons we can learn from this great story.I always considered writting as
one of the best ways to convay thoughts within us. What we want others to hear. And from this movie it was proved how powerful writting can be. It also shows how and ordinary individuale can make a better difference for a group of people, for community, for country and for the world. The most important thing it shows us is that, no matter how much big problems you have or face, how much injustice happens to you, or how many people gang against you to pull you down, if you, yourself understand the calling from the bottom of your heart, if you get to know who you want to be in your life from the deep inside no matter what's in the surface, you must have will, beleife in yourself, earn respect from yourself and others, and give respect for the people who it deserves, and thrive all the way up to the ladder making immpossible things possible.

It's a story of our time.

Though I live miles away from where this happened, I think every youth can relate to this story in a someway.

The Freedom Writers

Thursday, August 23, 2007

"It won't be over... "


Knock... Knock...
the lights went off,
the wind rushed through the window,
slammed.. the door get closed..

I lighted a candle
but the wind blew it away.
All was dark and
there was no way out..

There was a chilling coldness
a shiver caught up with me
and I was thrown to the darkness
couldn't catch up my breath.

I was on my knees
crawling and sighing
nothing could be seen
and no where to go..

A pain went through my body
and memories began to haunt
and the story of harsh truth
unveiled before my eyes again

I heard a deep voice,
it whispered into my ears,
"It won't be over..
it's just beginning.."

And flashes came one by one
I was loosing the glimpse of light
reminding me there's no end to a round
light came through the window pane,
and it will happen again.