After coming back from school, I had the firm intention of writing many journals to catch up with all the journals I did not write this quarter (by the way, I apologize about this). So I was saying, I came back from school and my mum asked me to go shopping with her and for those who know me enough, you know how much I dislike shopping especially after a week like this one, where the only this you want to do after having survived is sleep. Despite my insistence on the fact that I had more than ten journals to write, my mum continued to urge me to go shopping with her and … I had to accept. So after having walked from one end of the shopping mole to the other for I do not know how many hours, I finally begged my mum to go home. So in the car on the way home at 9 pm, I began to think about how many journals I had to write and calculate how many journals I needed to do to have enough before Saturday. I think it is useless to precise that it is technically impossible to do eighteen journals in a couple hours… at least for me! Back to my story. I was in the car and I was trying to find good topics to write about and of course I started to worry. Suddenly I paid attention to the music on the radio and recognized one of my favorite songs. I stated to sing “I can catch the moon in my hands/ Don't you know who I am /Remeber my name /Fame /I'm gonna live forever …”. You probably all know this song. In a second all my worries disappeared and I was completely captivated by the music on the radio. Music always has had this effect on me, it makes me forget my worries for a moment and makes me see life in a brighter way. Many say that music is a way to escape difficulties and obstacles one encounter in his life and I completely agree with this. I just wanted to share my opinion with you and allow you to think about this.
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