A strange idea
It all started when I was thinking about my skills , I'm a very good student and I love writing , but I don't practice too much , I enjoyed making video game videos on YouTube for a long time , but guess it's time to change it all now . I created this blog to share some stories I think of , They might be real , but I'm sure they help me in figuring out how to think ,after all, writing is the best way to keep clear thoughts .
I discovered the beauty of English when I was 10 years old , a language that seemed to me at the time, to be simple and easy to communicate with , Most of the other boys in my age don't know a single word since the educational system in my country is very poor , French is our first foreign language ,And the first enemy of many students ,I didn't find it as amusing as English , because English meant video games and fun for me , but french was complicated and hours of practice in the classroom .
I don't really know if anyone will read this blog , now or in the future , but the reason why I chose to blog this under the name of "creative writing",which may not seem "creative" for many, is that I write to enjoy writing , I write to describe the reality with different colors and in different shapes , different words but the same reality .
When we look in the eyes of the reality we live in , we see many emotions and many intentions , which feels weird and disturbing , especially in a country like mine . Trough the journey of this blog , I will expose many situations and the different solutions I figured out , It might help someone one day , but it'll help me first to better understand both myself and my surroundings .
After all , It didn't seem creative to me , because blogger oblige you to chose the name for your blog before you start actually to know what are you doing with it , It's so strange to name the unknown ,like all the people do , we describe people in the street all the times even if we don't know them , and when we really think , we find that we don't even know ourselves , our parents , our friends and our enemies ,We don't know the future , we predict it , and we're not sure about the past , because we'll never found proof that we existed yesterday , Yes there are evidence but ,sometimes , There is no change . Our parent named us , but they didn't really knew us at the time , and we name our children even if we don't really know how they are , most of us are named according to our cultures , not according to us , to our personalities , Why ? because we were "unknown" .
What do you think about the "unknown" ?
I discovered the beauty of English when I was 10 years old , a language that seemed to me at the time, to be simple and easy to communicate with , Most of the other boys in my age don't know a single word since the educational system in my country is very poor , French is our first foreign language ,And the first enemy of many students ,I didn't find it as amusing as English , because English meant video games and fun for me , but french was complicated and hours of practice in the classroom .
When we look in the eyes of the reality we live in , we see many emotions and many intentions , which feels weird and disturbing , especially in a country like mine . Trough the journey of this blog , I will expose many situations and the different solutions I figured out , It might help someone one day , but it'll help me first to better understand both myself and my surroundings .
After all , It didn't seem creative to me , because blogger oblige you to chose the name for your blog before you start actually to know what are you doing with it , It's so strange to name the unknown ,like all the people do , we describe people in the street all the times even if we don't know them , and when we really think , we find that we don't even know ourselves , our parents , our friends and our enemies ,We don't know the future , we predict it , and we're not sure about the past , because we'll never found proof that we existed yesterday , Yes there are evidence but ,sometimes , There is no change . Our parent named us , but they didn't really knew us at the time , and we name our children even if we don't really know how they are , most of us are named according to our cultures , not according to us , to our personalities , Why ? because we were "unknown" .
What do you think about the "unknown" ?
it was good to read what your fingers wrote..i enjoyed countinue!...but it's okay to be unknown sometimes!
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Deletethe "unknown" is one of the reasons why we hold on and live !
sure!
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