Monthly Archives: October 2019

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1: Hey, Paul, I uh, I heard about what happened. You okay?

2: I’m fine. I don’t wanna talk about it.

1: Hey, you sure? It’s a pretty big thing.

2: Like I said, I’m fine.

1: It’s just that sometimes when people refuse to talk about something, it’s really cos it hurts to much and they’re trying to ignore it. They’re not actually fine.

2: I had a good breakfast this morning, but you know what? I don’t wanna talk about it. Is it somehow cos I’m bothered by it? No, it’s just cos I don’t want to talk right now. Does that clear things up?

1: Ouch. But… Yeah…

2: No, hang on, Michelle, it’s not you. It’s this project. Driving me nuts and I’ve got to put in the first draft by noon tomorrow.

1: Oh, right, sorry, should’ve realised. Ok you know what, I could help you with that right now. My stuff isn’t sure for a long while more.

2: I’d actually really appreciate that. Let’s go.

::notyetbestfriends

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“You are protected by your own death”

And so you should feel no fear as you charge into battle. When your time came, it would happen not a second more and not a second less; on the battlefield or cowering at home.

Likewise, you are protected by your allocated sustenance.

Take that step, go on that journey that your heart is screaming at your head about. Make that scary decision that could remove the very footing from beneath you, and leave you falling into a hole whose depth you can’t perceive.

Because if you are meant to go broke or lose it all, it will come, regardless of whether or not you took that step.

If you are meant to lose your wealth or social standing or whatever, then so be it; just don’t lose your chance to do something truly worthwhile with your limited time here.

::jump

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Usually i would’ve cried, but this time i barely even shrugged. Something had changed in me; a part of me had died, and i didn’t even notice up till now. In fact, that realization aroused no feeling in me. And that alarmed me.

::idgivenothing

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It had been a long and tiring day, and we were finally glad to be back in the coziness and silence of the office. I had his bags and documents which I went to arrange on the correct shelves, and sat on his chair, beckoning me to take the one opposite.

“So, David, what is your assessment of the events that took place today?” he asked, and it was clear he wasn’t testing me; he really wanted to know what I thought.

“Well Sir, it seems the majority of the Council did not take to our proposal as we had hoped. I suspect they understand and see the merits of our plan, but are driven by some hidden agenda. The plebs are obviously on our side but too afraid to act. We might have to go around the Council or act upon the plan ourselves, at great cost.”

“I agree with you wholly,” he said, and removed his glasses. I’d expected to see tired eyes, for him to rub the bridge of his nose and perhaps sigh. That’s what anyone would’ve done.

Instead I saw as clear as day, the fire in his gaze, and not a trace of fatigue. It was as good as a costume change, him taking off his glasses; just a new look to carry on working with.

“You’ve had a long day, and we’ll have a lot more to do tomorrow. Why don’t you go on ahead, and we’ll meet back here at 8 tomorrow. Send my regards to your father too, I remember he was due to arrive home not a few hours ago.”

“Yes Sir. You’ve had a long day too, I hope you have a good rest,” I said, not yet standing.

“A good rest, yes, but not quite yet. I’d like to look into some matters,” he said with a simple smile.

I hesitated for a second, then spoke.

“Sir, if I might be so bold to ask, how do you keep it up? You’ve spent so much, in time and effort and money, and it’s been such a tedious effort, but you don’t look tired. You don’t seem discouraged. I don’t understand,” I said, unaware that my brows were knitted and I was leaning forward a bit.

He gave a wide smile and there was s twinkle in his eye.

“I suppose, young man, because I’m living my purpose. I truly believe in what I’m doing and am wholly dedicated to it. Every step of the way i find enjoyment and fulfilment. And prayer. Pray a lot, ask for help and guidance constantly. We are ever in need of His Mercy and Strength.”

I couldn’t help but smile. I knew it was the truth. It was so simple. I guess I’d known it all along, but I just had yo hear it.

“I see. Thank you, Sir. And goodnight,” I said with a small bow, then left.

::weareeverinneedofourteachers