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Friday, March 25, 2011

Life Is Choices

By the break of a training course, the teacher asked the participants to make a game. "Who is the most important person in your life?" He asked. Teachers ask for an advance to the front of the class participants.

"Please write down 20 names closest to your current life." Participants wrote down 20 names of women on the board. There was a neighbor, friend's office, sister, loved ones and others. Then the teacher asked her to choose to cross out a name that is not considered important. 

Then the participants were crossed out one name, and neighbors. Furthermore, teachers were asked the participants that cross out one name left and the participants were doing. Now, she crossed out the name of Friends office. And so on until the remaining three names on the board. The name of her parents, her husband's name and the name of her son. In front of the class, suddenly felt so lonely. All participants saw the teacher, wondering what next to say. In silence, the teacher said, "Strike one."


With a slow and somewhat hesitant, participants took a marker and cross out one name. The name of his parents. "Please cross one another"


Looks participants were late in the game and she was restless. She picked up his marker up high and cross out the name of the top she wrote earlier. The name of her son, once it broke out sobbing in class. After a few quiet atmosphere that the teacher asked, "You dear people are not parents and your children? Parents who give birth and raise you. You who bear children, while the husband can be found again. Why did you choose the figure of the husband as a most important and difficult to separate? "
All eyes are on those who still stand in front of the class. Waiting for what to say.

"Time will pass. Parents will leave my children too. If  he had grown up and married, she would leave me too. What really could accompany me in this life is my husband.

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Life is like a grain of onions. When peeled layer by layer, will be exhausted. And there are times when we made cry. But our life is a choice to achieve a happy ending

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