After many years of adventures in various schools and old gathered outside my village, traveled on country roads sulkys, flower, milk trucks, motorcycles, bicycles ...
distance walked on foot in the middle of nowhere, waiting for someone to pass, extending the view to the distant horizon circle. Hours
side of a route under the sun, rain, frost, fearing the unknown traveler who stopped his truck and watches you with lust.
After many vaccination campaigns and population censuses, camping, hiking, walking, bicycles, kites ...
After saying goodbye to both fond and loving child and leaves, opening and closing wounds bleed, bleed and close ...
After wasted away so much love my people, so many troubles from my house, so many hours without enjoying my children who grew so quickly, then finally, chosen so many years of exile, I return to my people. Almost
the verge of retirement or expected retirement seems impossible to me to leave my house twenty minutes before entry to school and walk the few blocks that separate my home from my job.
Today I began to think about the things I've left and I brought along my way through many schools.
I first imagined a backpack, but I thought too small. Maybe a bag ... or be larger?
and reflected on the scrip of learning that every human being carries along the path of his life.
appreciation of each person that I've been carefully keeping a gift: the courage to tell the truth in front of you without wrapping, diplomacy to hurt less is neatly folded, simplicity in corner, the tolerance on the glossy box, solidarity wrapped in a silk handkerchief. Prudence in an envelope ... Humility is rarely seen, because it is small and transparent ...
I was picking up many valuable things without realizing it!
And I wonder how many more will go to pick up yet?
I have to go leave some? Someone gave me the wisdom that is needed to choose?
And above all Have I been generous enough to make a valuable gift?
Will there who still keep in your luggage a small gift of mine who has been helpful in this journey? Hopefully
be well! Because otherwise, why in vain have I traveled the tortuous and uncertain road of my life!
0 comments:
Post a Comment