Now, Summer has arrived. The hot season beween spring and autumn. When I was younger it was my favourite one, but now things have changed. Since I started to work I learned that going to school is one of the biggest lucks in life.
My first summer job was in an office. I was 17 and my boss was one of the most powerful women in our little town. That time showed me that I'm not the best secretary ever and I slowly understood that I had to get out of there. I worked there only for one and a half month, but in that short time I got close to madness and depression.
After leaving the office I was working for two weeks in a little shop which was also owned by that crazy witch. Another bad experience I don't want to repeat.
The following year I started working at the bar where I still have to go every summer afternoon. I don't want to say my boss is an angel (he's definitely not), but he's much better than the crazy witch from the office. I like the people there a lot, although many of the other waiters or waitresses leave after only two months because they can't stand the boss any longer. But because of this I met lots of interesting people. Not only the waiters but also their friends, families or partners.
But nothing's better than going to school or University. When you start working you understand that. Especially when you get a work in a strange office for a crazy witch.
Those special objects...
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We all have got one. For us it's some kind of talisman. We think carrying it around brings luck. It could be a pen we passed a very important exam with, a photograph of a loved person or even something like a mobile phone (nowadays we need those little boxes more than the air we breath ¬¬ you know I'm right).
But sometimes something terrible happens - We lose those special objects and a weird time begins. We feel powerless and don't trust ourselves, also because we're not used to it. We think that everything we do and get is because of those little objects we carry around. The same thing happens if the special object reminds us of a loved person (like the example of the photograph before). We feel sad when we lose it. Because we pasted all our memories on the object an we feel like they got carried away.
But that's not true. Though all of those memories are a part of the lost objects, and will be until the end of time, they fall off them when those are lost. They stay with us though their homes are gone. They will guide us through hard times and often show us what we have to do. All those memories make us stronger. We are the ones who do all the things we do. We are the ones who pass the exam, even without that special pen. But we need that emotional support. The magical word in this case is self-confidence.
Believe in yourself or in a talisman... but believe.
But sometimes something terrible happens - We lose those special objects and a weird time begins. We feel powerless and don't trust ourselves, also because we're not used to it. We think that everything we do and get is because of those little objects we carry around. The same thing happens if the special object reminds us of a loved person (like the example of the photograph before). We feel sad when we lose it. Because we pasted all our memories on the object an we feel like they got carried away.
But that's not true. Though all of those memories are a part of the lost objects, and will be until the end of time, they fall off them when those are lost. They stay with us though their homes are gone. They will guide us through hard times and often show us what we have to do. All those memories make us stronger. We are the ones who do all the things we do. We are the ones who pass the exam, even without that special pen. But we need that emotional support. The magical word in this case is self-confidence.
Believe in yourself or in a talisman... but believe.
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