sábado, 12 de maio de 2018

Chronicles of an introverted (I)




I want to tell you a story. It is about my life.
I was a little girl when my grandfather taught me the love for books.
He started with comic books; I loved to be involved with all those stories. My passion grew day by day. I wanted to read more and more.
He had a lot of books, story books, school books, poetry books, books of all types.
And I was satisfied to be there, alone, in silence, with books and my grandpa reading all the time.
Today I can say books have changed my life since the first time I read my first one.
When I am feeling alone, books are the way to take me to another place, an imaginary one. When I am feeling full of people’s talk, books are the way to be alone and forget all people’s problem, all people’s mistakes. When I am in a different place, books are the way to connect me with this place. When I am feeling sad, books are the way to forget my sadness and think of another thing. When I am happy, books are the way to keep my feet on the floor and not forget life has ups and downs. Books are the way to keep me introverted.
And if you think being introverted is a bad thing, you aren’t completely wrong; neither completely right.
Every single person sometimes needs some time to reflection. Some time to organize the mind. Reflect about some attitudes. Reflect about the world situation. Think about their own future. Think about relationships. Etc. This is the introverted side.
On the other hand, every person needs to feel part of something. Part of a family, part of a sport team, part of a job team, part of a social project, etc. Every single person needs to make friends. No one can be alone in this world, or would be insane.
The point is, one in a three people is introverted and if you are one of these, do not be ashamed about that. Enjoy your introverted side and try to be a little bit extroverted.
My grandfather taught me one side, the other one I have learnt looking around.
But I will never be grateful enough for this knowledge.
Today he is too old to read, he can’t do it anymore and I see how much this makes him sad. So, enjoy your time when you can.

Natyh Oliveira ~
PS.: Texto escrito originalmente em inglês.

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