"How do you know what is a dream if you never accomplished one. How do you know what is an adventure if you never took part in one.How do you know what is anguish if you never said goodbye to your family and friends with your eyes full of tears. How do you know what is being desperate, if you never arrived in a place alone and could not understand a word of what everyone else was saying. How do you know what is diversity if you never lived under the same roof with people from all over the world? How do you know what is tolerance, if you never had to get used to something different even if you didn’t like it. How do you know what is autonomy, if you never had the chance to decide something by yourself? How do you know what it means to grow up, if you never stopped being a child to start a new course? How do you know what is to be helpless, if you never wanted to hug someone and had a computer screen to prevent you from doing it. How do you know what is distance, if you never, looking at a map, said “ I am so far away”. How do you know what is a language, if you never had to learn one to make friends. How do you know what is patriotism, if you never shouted “ I love my country” holding a flag in your hands. How do you know what is the true reality, if you never had the chance to see a lot of them to make one. How do you know what is an opportunity, if you never caught one. How do you know what is pride, if you never experienced it for yourself at realizing how much you have accomplished. How do you know what is to seize the day, if you never saw the time running so fast.
How do you know what is a friend, if the circumstances never showed you the true ones. How do you know what is a family, if you never had one that supported you unconditionally . How do you know what are borders, if you never crossed yours , to see what there was on the other side. How do you know what is imagination, if you never thought about the moment when you would go back home. How do you know the world, if you have never been an exchange student?"
I found this from Facebook. I haven't written this, but I wanted to share this with you. Do you think it is pretty true? I do.
that was amazing, niin totta! paras teksti minka oon vahaan aikaan lukenu :)
ReplyDeletekiusataaks usa:s vaihtareita koulussa ? syrjitäänkö vaihtareita ?
ReplyDeleteHanna - oon niin samaa mielta :) Taa sisaltaa kaiken oleellisen tasta vaihtarihommasta. Rakastaa omaa maata, omaa perhetta ja ystavia, joiden jattaminen ei todellakaan ollut mitenkaan helppoa. Jos haluu kokea ja nahda maailmaa, nii on kai joitai asioita uhrattava :)
ReplyDeleteNelli - Ei ainakaan mun koulussa kiusata. Ihmiset on aika samanlaisia kuin suomessa, eli jotkut on todella varautuneita, mut jotkut on taas tosi avoimia, hymyilevat ja tulevat juttelee ja pyytavat sua mukaan elokuviin, syomaan ja shoppailemaan :) Oikeiden kavereiden saaminen saattaa vieda, ja tottakai se viekin kauemmin aikaa.
ReplyDeleteUpeita kuvia ja mielenkiintoisia juttuja tää blogi täynnä! :) Itse olen lähdössä Kiinaan vaihtoon ensi vuoden elokuussa, siksi kiinnostaa oikein erityisesti. Hienoo lukee kuinka hyvin sulla on menny, mutta tärkeetä on kuulla myös niistä ikävämmistäkin tunteista. Jään seuraamaan, ja jos sulla ei oo mitään sitä vastaan, linkitän tän blogin mun blogiin? :)
ReplyDeleteAada - Vautsi, Kiinaan! :) Mun veljeni rakastaa Kiinaa, se on muuttamassa sinne kai nyt jouluna, kun sen tyttöystävä asuu sielä :) Siit tulee varmasti todella erilainen vuosi, mut kyl se kannattaa! Tietäisitpä miten iloiseksi tää sun kommentti teki mut. Tottakai voit linkittää mun blogin sun blogiisi. Mä varmasti seuraan ens vuonna sun blogias kun lähet Kiinaa! Minkä järjestön kanssa oot menossa?
ReplyDeleteNiin varmasti tulee. :) STSn kautta olen menossa. :)
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