19 of May 2015:
Dear diary, it’s the 19th of May. Yesterday I turned 11 years old, and I had an incredible time with my family. We went to the cinema in the afternoon and after that we went to have pizza for dinner. After eating they gave me a lot of presents and I came back to my house. When I switched off the lights for sleep I thought 2 things, the first one, what we need to celebrate? Why has my family celebrated that I am one year older, and not that the other day I learned how to cycle? Is it more important to be older than knowing things? And the other question is, why does time pass faster when we are happy? Literally yesterday only was like 1 or 2 hours instead of 24h. Today I asked my mother this questions and her answers were: “we celebrate only some things to be together you know, the family, but we can’t celebrate all things because we would be celebrating all the days. And talking about time, it seems to be faster when we are happy because we don’t care about time, we don’t want it to pass because we are happy in that moment”.
24 of May 2015
Today I got up after having an incredible dream where I was a warrior fighting a dragon and rescuing a princess, but when I was dressing for school I started to think, what is a dream?
I asked this question to my father when we were in the car going to school and he answered me this: “I think a dream is a representation in our mind of what we want to be, what we want to do or want we want to have”.
27 of May 2015
Today I had a big discussion with my sister because a piece of cake in the morning, after school we just had made peace like all the times, but this time was different, I started to tough one thing after doing my homework, why do we really discuss with other people?
After thinking and thinking I made my own solution to this question: we discuss because we always want to be right, and when someone tries to make us wrong we start to discuss for being right likewise.
2 of June 2015
This morning we saw a video of ancient philosophy in class, after that in the break my friends and I decided to play to the philosophers so we started to ask these types of questions even if we were unable to answer them: “what are senses? What are colors? What is love? What is infinite? What is nothing?” It was quite funny.
8 of June 2015
Today I was taking my breakfast watching the Tv as normal, I switched the channels until I ended in the news channel, the new was the famine and the lack of water recently lived in Africa, seeing that I asked my father that was in the other side of the table why I had food and water and others doesn’t have anything: “ well son, some of us are born with luck and others without it, it depends where and when were you born, the countries have good and bad times, but all times have something in common, they are made by men.”
12 of June 2015
Today Sunday I spent the day with my family in the countryside, we were taking a walk when I saw suddenly a cow farm, the cows were just sleeping in the field, but I realized that they were living locked up, like a kind of jail, then I asked my mother: “Have we more privileges than other living things?”. Her answer was: “The humans have a problem, and that is that our thinking is rational, something that any other animals doesn’t have, because of this we normally think that we can subjugate them for our own benefit”.
19 of June 2015
Finally the scholar year has ended, I have got quite good grades and my parents are happy.
After this year I’m starting high school, and after that I hope I will go to a university, and later I will start working. Thinking about that, I asked myself: what is success in life? As normal when I have this strange questions I ask my parents, today was to my father: “you’re quite joung to think about that, but if I have to respond that I would say that be success in life is having the things you want, obviously you wouldn’t have all of them because is impossible we humans greedy, above all when we are young, but when you start to grow, you realize that the only real thing you want is a safe place to be, in other words, a family.
23 of June 2015
Today is 5 years since my grandpa died of cancer. I still miss him so much, because on this day we visited my grandma to make him happy. I started to wonder if my grandma thinks she will see the grandpa another time so I asked her: “Do you think there is something after death, grandma? “ Her answer was very solid for me: » we don’t know what is after death and we can’t prove anything in relation to that, so I think what is after death is what each person thinks is after it”.
29 of June 2015
The other day I went to the cinema with my uncle Manolo, to watch the film, coming back to future 3, it was an amazing film about time travels and this things, after the film I thought that knowing your future should be amazing, cause you could prevent bad things to occur, I told this to Manolo and he shared his point of view with me: “If I could know the future I wouldn’t, because I think the life would become very dull, you know, like watching a film you have already watch, I think the funny thing of life is that, not knowing what is coming next”.
Today
Today I found this old diary of mine where I used to ask myself questions that I was thinking about when I was a kid. This has made me a little bit nostalgic, but has also made me think of one question, what is nostalgia? Maybe it is only the desire of coming back in time to revive good memories, or maybe it is just that we don’t want to be where we are, and we just want to be where we used to be happy.
Oier Goñi Morillo
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