I swear I will be wrong.

I just knew it the first time that I saw you.

 It was just when your eyes found mines, when your hand held mine and your smile stole the broken pieces of my heart.

Love is too simple, but we are concerned of making it difficult. Because that kind of connection between us just can be love. But, can a love always be good?

It was the only question around my mind. Is it good for us? Can it be something positive? Is it going to destroy our lives?

Love is destroying, but always awesome. Love is all that we need even when it is difficult.
 Love cannot be something wrong, never. Never. It is better to love and be destroyed than never being in love.

Whatever happens, loving always will be the right option.

People should love more and speak less.

 That is why I am here today, standing as hard as I can. Sometimes destroyed, sometimes in the top of the world. But always being the right thing, loving and be loved in return. 

The purpose of education.

The kind of education that we all have nowadays has been created thanks to an important development through several years. It is obviously that our parents could not join this type of education. The one that they had was more stressful and stricter and they could not live that time as well as we live it nowadays. But, my point is: Is it everything we could do?

As long as I know, education is based on the idea of learning concepts, passing exams and getting the greatest mark that you can. That is, in my opinion, how education makes us feel: just like numbers. It is too sad thinking about that if you are a 10 you are better that a simply 5.
Albert Einstein was failed several times in his childhood, and he ended up his life as an incredible genius. Benjamin Franklin was ejected of school because a teacher said that he was retarded, and, do you know who Benjamin Franklin is?

What I am trying to explain is that, we need the purpose of education to be the reason of the students’ faith in them. I agree that exams should be passed and we should learn, but I think that we should change the process and these things would be easier to achieve.
I have seen a TedTalk and it was about a teacher who promoted the motivation of their students as hard as she could. She was interested in knowing her students’ names and in their personal lives. It seems to be quite simple but there are several teachers who do not know my name. She obviously also failed some students but always with a motivator message under the mark to make them feel like a fail was not the end of the world, just to make them feel like they could change it with some effort.

To sum up, and as I said before, we should change the mechanism of learning and teachers should try to see students as something else than numbers, marks or whatever. They must see us just like the future that they are building and then think about what kind of future they want to have. 

Smiling is the answer.

There are moments in which we are filled of sadness, depression and despair… Moments that we just want throw it all away. Moments in which we just need to stop and cry. Crying is not too bad sometimes, but we prefer to breathe and pretend. Pretending and pretending.
Right now, I am at that level. A level in which I do not want to hear anything, do anything and say anything. Some people say that misfortunes never come alone. And it is absolutely right.
I would like to, I don’t know, maybe to go away by myself for a while and cry. But, there’s no place for sadness, depression and despair in my life. My mom says that no matter what happens if you try to be happy someday you will. And I am trying, I really do. So, my final point is that it is just about time.  

Waiting for forever.

“I am imagining a day...where I get up...and I know that I will not see you...because you're far away. Okay? I will not see you. No chance. Will not. And now I’m imagining a day, when I get up, and I know that I might see you. Okay? Might. Could. Maybe. Of those two days, that’s the day I want, that’s the day I choose. And how can one step away from you...ever be anything for me but a step in the wrong direction? How?”

That’s the love, simple, hard, easy, difficult, stressful, but always, to some extent, awesome.
This is a quote of one of my favourite movies, Waiting for forever, in which love is something more than everything. We are bad used to love with restrictions and without being everything we can. We just love and wait for being loved in return. But, it is not just like this. We have to give everything we can, and I don’t know, just love with every single part of our heart. From that movie I have learnt that no matter what happens, if people are intended for being together they will, but, we have the choice of making this real or just throw it away. 

#PrayForHumanity

I am going to talk about the repercussion that the yesterday’s fact in Paris had in the social networks such as Facebook.

I really agree with the fact of people being supportive with catastrophes as a terrorist attack could be, but, the thing that is making me so angry is just that every single day people die. I mean, what happened yesterday was awful, obviously, but it is happening in countries such as Egypt, Libya, etc, every day. And anybody is making any comment about this. The fact that Parisians are more like neighbours than maybe other people is not a good argument.  I really think so. Every single day around 8.000 people die without any media comment. I am not saying that what happened yesterday should not have this impact, what I am trying to say is that every death should be recognized by the same way. It is not about Paris or Egypt or whatever, we are talking about people, with families, with dreams... We are talking about humans and humanity. Not religion, not location, anything else than people.
That is just because I am not going to change my profile photograph with a Paris flag, and if I did, I would change it with a picture of the whole world.
And please, not only #PrayForParis, instead also ‪‪#‎PrayforBeirut, ‪#‎PrayForAfghanistan, #‎PrayForSyria, ‪#‎PrayForLibya, ‪#‎PrayForAnkara, ‪#‎PrayForBaghdad, #‎PrayForPalestine, ‪#‎PrayforMyamar, ‪#‎PrayForYemen, and so on.
Thanks. 

Mistaken.

One of my favourite series’ characters says: “Here’s the thing about mistakes. Sometimes, even when you know something’s a mistake, you gotta make it anyway”.

That’s the point. Sometimes we know that what we are doing is a very big mistake. But we have to try anyway. Do you know what make us act like this? They are just two simple words, “what if”.
What if... 
It destroys our brain making us think that there are a set of possibilities in which we can choose, but, in fact, it is not like this. We can choose whatever we want, but destiny always has its own way. And whatever we choose, probably it is going to be the wrong decision.
That’s it. Being mistaken is something which we have to deal with. I really do not know if I am choosing the wrong way or if not. Right now, my head is a mess. And I really do not know what and why I am writing.
What if...
What would happen if we could make possible this “what if”? Would I be happy? Would it be a mistake?
I do not know. But, it is just this... "You gotta make it anyway"

Problem. Solution.

During several years a world’s food crisis has been developed. It is been suffered a lot in West Africa, among others, for instance Ethiopia. The children undernourishment is a real problem which is affecting the world since a long time ago. But people disinformation is the worst problem. There are so many people who do not know that at the end of the day more than 10.000 of children are going to be death because of the undernourishment. Each 9 minutes a child dies because of this.

From my point of view, this hunger crisis has its start on the influence of the 1^st world countries in these under developed countries. If we weren’t going there to get resources for ourselves, exploitation would disappear and there couldn’t be a lack of food and other things anymore.

 Thanks to antoniocaravacalopez.blogspot.com.es

Talking about myself.

Hello! It's been a little bit difficult to write the last week. I’ve been working too hard, and I was quite tired. I had to study, and to work... It’s so difficult to live by my own... I am not used to yet...
Sometimes I feel really lonely here. I am not the kind of girl who is people person... I have my boyfriend and my work mates, but it is not my place yet.
I really miss my family, my friends...
Sometimes I miss my old life... And I cannot tell this to anybody just because I have to pretend and pretend that I am stronger than maybe what I really am...  It is just because I do not want them to worry about me... I am fine, but some days it’s really difficult to stand.
I have an amazing job, but at the end of the month it’s hard... If I do not get my objective my salary will be lesser, and even I can be fired. It can be stressful... And I think that maybe I exploded the last week.

It feels so good to talk about these things, even knowing that anybody is going to read it. It’s better like this, I guess...
Bye.  

My opinion. 

I’m going to talk about a problem which I’ve been hearing a lot recently, but always bad things:  The refugees.
There are more than 31 open armed conflicts around the whole world. There are millions of people that are bombarded every single day since several years ago. During more than 4 years, Syria is one of them.
The main idea that I want to treat is: Why do not people understand them?
Lately it’s been a normal talk between people. As everyone has given his own idea, I think that it’s time to give mine.
First of all, I want you to imagine what you would do if you wake up one day and you realize that there is a war in your own city. Would you stay there, waiting for nothing? Would you let your family in danger? Would you just pretend that nothing is happening?
I have heard crowds of people saying things like: “I do not want the refugees to come here; they are just coming to take us out our jobs, our food, and they only want to steal around here” or  “We are really bad with this crisis and we cannot receive them”.
What would you feel if you were like them? That’s it.
They are just people, like you and me. They have lost everything, even members of their families...
They just want a place in which start a new life. And anybody deserves what they are living right now.
So, I think that we should be a little bit less strict with this topic. But it’s only my point of view, although I hope that not only mine.

Bye! 

WEEK-END TIME!!

Hello to everyone! I've been really sick this week.
It's to tired when you'are trying to do a lot of things and your own body does not respond as you want. But, it's not so much, I'm fine, by now...
I did not work as I had to, and I did not study as I had to, but now it's time for doing all the things that I did not do during this week.
It's time for relax, it's week-end time and there's no so much obligation by now...
So have a nice day everyone, and bye! 
:)

GUERNICA, PICASSO. 

This picture makes me be a little bit afraid. In my own opinion, I have to say that there are a lot of senseless figures… But that’s the cubism.
I see several suffering faces, like if they were screaming ore having paint for something. It makes me feel uneasily also because the structure of this paint is strange. The figures that appear here are not drawn as people used to be drawn by other painters. And also there are animals in there that make the painting be more confused. That is also another feeling I have, confusion.
All these people are trying to run away of something that I really do not know, and the way in which they are drawn makes me feel this feeling of running away.  

Hello! It's Jenny.
This week-end it's been so hard. I've been working every morning, But it does not mind, it was because of a good thing. This week was "The cooperation week" and a lot of associations and NGOs were together to try to concern people about what is happening in the world. It's too nice to see people concerned with what we are doing. It is also happening to me, the more time I work here, the more I like it. It's a little bit tired, but I like it. There are also some hard times, like the last week. I was working at the train station and I started talking with a man. He was 34 and he was waiting for the train to Madrid. I talked him about a project that I really like which is “The fight against the malnutrition”. He had the kind of strong ideas that cannot connect with my vision, my own ideas and the work that the NGO does… He was so rude to me, so racist, and a lot of thing that I really do not want to remember. He shouted me in front of all people who were there and it was horrible. Thankfully, his train came soon he had to get in.
That is the kind of things that can happen in my job…
You know that you are going to deal with the best people but also with the worst…

But, that’s all, you have to know if you can do this or not and if you really want to.
I really like what I do, whatever happens, it’s a good thing, so I’ll be fine.
Or I hope so!

:)

FEAR.

Fear of the hours to pass.
Fear of the time.
Fear of waiting too much.
Fear of not being by your side.
Fear of what people think.
Fear of what they know.
Fear of everybody else and
Fear of their own thoughts.
Fear of feeling guilty.
Fear of feeling bad.
Fear of saying something wrong and
Fear of saying something right.
Fear of saying what I do not have to.
Fear of feeling what is not good.
Fear of being in my own and when I want to and
Fear of not being where I want to too.
Fear and that is all because it is
Fear of everything and
Fear of the whole world and
Fear this day will end taking you alone.
Fear of waking up to find  that maybe you`re gone.
Fear of not loving and fear of loving enough.
Fear that maybe that`s all and
Fear that maybe that`s nothing.
Fear of me, myself and I.
Fear of fearing, and that`s really something.
I`ve said that.

Me, Myself and I.

Hello to everyone. My name is Jenny and I am 21 years old. I am from Madrid but I live here since June. I think that this is a good way to introduce me and also to talk about the new experience that I am living here. I am working with and ONG known as "Médicos Sin Fronteras". I consider this job as something totally awesome. It is true that the job has also some disadvantages talking about the salary, but you can concern people about what is going on with another countries which cannot live as good as we can. I really think that what I am doing is something good and that it also has a transcendence. Or just I hope so.
Thanks for reading.
Jenny :)