Thursday, December 9, 2010

Coffee Shop Cubefield

Address to an imaginary audience (Original)

imaginary speech to an audience

"Goodnight estimates, this place might well be my home tonight welcomed us to perform my farewell. The truth is that the process which I will be finished some time ago, a little less than a month with the water fight, but still I could never give a final or definitive break today.

I wanted to make a written speech but preferred If not, the things I say here that emerge from my heart, at the time and not from a role. Forgive me if someone may leave in the pipeline, we all know that at the end of speeches and you end up dreaming and thinking about why I did not say this?, Why did say that

Today I came to celebrate, but not to celebrate my accomplishments, not to hold a diploma or license of fourth means, much less came to show my notes or tests. I invited to this farewell because I recognize them, you are very important people to me in the gray building, keep the best memories of my adolescence, adolescence in where you were and were part.

When I came in seventh (Basic) had no idea, even, where was the school, had never heard his name, the words SIMCE PSU and I was indifferent. One Saturday I came to give evidence, if there was I would be happy, but also it would be. That day I had the room 23 after being part of a long queue that reached what is now San Diego's books. A history teacher was the one who took the test.

The Institute (National) learned the rigors of work, study discipline, the desire to excel and tolerance diversity. Today, looking back, I think it was the best thing that ever happened to me along with having the family I have. My life definitely would not be the same, the mere fact of having to commute by metro or micro opened up a world of unimaginable possibilities.

The issue of education is on the table, I hope that the Institute (National) remains a source of light for this country, a place where we know ourselves as individuals and exploit our talents. I can not be indifferent to what they intend to do to improve education in our country. The problem is what is meant by quality: quality is to get more points on a standardized test?

I am grateful, you have taught me that education should be the delivery of youth. Thanks to my teachers, my colleagues, my own parents and a lot of people during this stage so beautiful I could learn not only about the world around me, but I knew myself, I learned to love, to appreciate me and love me. What could be proud with 100 national scores if students leave our classrooms unhappy machines students, students who do not know?

With regard to the crisis that we are, history repeats itself. Manuel Montt at the time of the Republic Authoritarian had to deal with similar problems. The teachers were underpaid, the teaching profession had lost its standing in society, the curricula were outdated, education tended to be privatized and made exclusively for people with more resources. At that time, people brought people to head abroad to increase research and foster scientific and humanistic development in Chile. Payments were improved and dignified the profession, among other measures.

Currently President (PiƱera) wants to make reforms and the measures, wants to reduce the hours of Social Sciences. I wonder how we will assess and learn from our past if we do not know. Many of the solutions to the problems we are in the past, as well as the explanation for many of the issues we deal with today. What you need to improve is what happens in the classroom, but that is achieved with a long-term, what comes out of an office again immediately improve the training of students and generate achievements, as I said, are processes long term.

however, not met here to discuss politics, would extend a lack of respect for you, you have come to hear the things that flow through the holding pen my hand. Many people reply that if they could not write, they would cease to be the same. In my case, it is not so, for me writing is a mode of expression, but as I have the lyrics too I have the picture and maybe later forays into other methods, if I could not express something definitely cease to be myself, but I can live well written or not.

Now proceed to read a story that, in particular, is very special to me. Many of you may have heard him forth from my mouth or have read it. It is a daily struggle and we cross between being ourselves and follow our dreams or to stifle them because of what others might think. "

[Read the story" Fighting Invisible "]

" Today you are the ones that friends are giving me their time, availability, attention and affection. This reminds me of "El Baile de la Victoria" by Antonio Skarmeta. To not get hung up and understand the relationship I tell you that Victoria is a keen ballet dancer who dreamed of dancing in the ( Theatre) Municipal. Without spoiling much of the plot, then I highly recommend this book, her boyfriend, Angel Santiago, along with art teacher of the girl, her accomplice in what will be the steal of the century and a lot of people fail to make a ploy for the theater is empty. During that period of time, she offers a dance presentation to all attendees who are your friends and people who supported her after her expulsion from school.

I am grateful to you for this, because you are my mind, people who have been with me in the almost six years. Recently, last summer, I had a crisis that marked the end of my adolescence. At one point, despite having many people they have, I felt alone, very alone. I thought I knocked the doors always open up, because we agree that one always limits the number of doors for various reasons or circumstances.

Of all the doors I played, no open. I was about a month with an irascible character, a vacant stare, looking for someone who knew it and I would change. Never crossed my mind a suicide if they are worried about that, never think, but I felt miserable. He was a professor that I took from that state, he realized what was happening to me and insisted many times to tell him what ailed me. Although I did not say, the gesture itself took me from the ground.

After many hours thinking about, looking for a way out of this crisis, I concluded that friends are those who say they will be there, but those who are. Friendship is also not in a lasting relationship that will always be the same people, the fact that not once does not mean you are not our friends. Everyone can be my friends, all once can help me, can support me, and I have not just one or two people who count, I can count on anyone.

The loneliness of this critical time is increased as the passage of time and lack of answers this because this is what I concluded. A shadow told me that all I was left alone, that nobody had even asked the reason for my bad mood. I replied that was true, nobody actually asked me anything, just had bothered me.

Now that I had nobody and I was helpless at such creature, it said, "What are you doing? All those who called your friends have abandoned you, you are alone, they left you alone. I never understood, never understood, they were never your friends. Everything that you sow earlier, all those friends you had not yet harvested they are. "" You're right. This loneliness is the result of a bad seed, as I left dumped. It's my fault, "I replied. "You are alone, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely," I hinted at the darkness. "What about you're alone? I'm not alone, the top with me. "I said, after say, the shadow was for two days.

That's true, but you also have to tell yourself that is more than enough. Could not have friends or people they tell my problems, I could not have anyone to help me or knew of this crisis, but just having me it was a matter enough to go out, because when one is alone against the world the limits of the possible and the impossible becomes diluted, you do not know where but is drawing strength as I did not give up, I know that word although I was on the floor well below and rather complicated.

After two days, the shadow again. I rubbed on her face that no one needed me, all they could do her life without me. He was right at that time, many of my friends had other pieces of tears, other people they tell their problems, others with whom they shared at one point I had become useless, a souvenir for many but nothing else. Despite this, I told him it was my fault too, after having left them dumped many others sought to replace me.

After a conversation with that sinister shadow, I told him I did not mind was the price I had to pay for all that was left undone. At the end, I replied that "maybe today I needed, maybe today will not good for anything, but tomorrow ... tomorrow someone may need me and I have to be there for these people, some of them will remember my words and move on." From that moment, I left the crisis. I can not say I left alone, but for the gesture that I mentioned to my teacher, it is likely that the crisis had spread over time, but never fatally.

What I can tell? Often we are confronted with various conflicts, we feel alone, we feel unhappy, that nobody wants, nobody cares about us, nobody needs us. But one is never alone, always have people behind it but to walk with a passive attitude, because behind us, our character, our way of seeing life, is also the view of people who have joined us, the advice who have given us the virtues that we have admired and replicated in order. Ultimately, we ourselves with all that put us will never have a load that we carry.

I thank heaven for this crisis because it is in the worst moments where there was the best of us, this crisis and his departure has prompted me to be here today, all that energy released, all that fire that emerged inside me after beating the shadow at his own game has sustained me throughout this year. Today I came to share this with you because you are in me, although they have not done anything, you were always with me, as I will always be within you.

My Life is meant to serve others, if they do not serve others if I keep track, if not give you joy or comfort to those around me, no good. For me the worst I felt in that crisis was not loneliness, it gives me the same loneliness, but I feel that nobody wanted, nobody even needed any advice, any word of something small, to feel that was not serving anyone was the worst. If you do not serve other people, if I go through their lives without giving them something good, something beautiful, my life has passed in vain for that person.

For me, there is nothing more beautiful as when I ask for help, some advice, an opinion, a favor. I'm happy helping other people, so I'm so grateful to you. It was not easy, I think the above demonstrates the harshness of some moments I lived, but this time I do not think I was wrong, you are all my harvest this season. You have made me feel important, thanks to you I'm here to tell the urgent need for all this. Here are people who owe a lot, people who taught me to see life through different eyes, people who gave me the best of themselves, who shared their problems, their rewards me.

You believed in me, the presence of each one of you is important. To me, you all are important, those who came too, have their reasons. I thank you, not everyone takes the time to listen so long to the same person. It was a pleasure to cross paths with their lives, the presence of each one of you has made me so that no one of you my life will never be the same.

My house is seeing a bounce rather than emotional. With this mass of concrete could meet you, this is the result of a road that took six years ago and which I have no regrets. If ever the shadow that is about you and want them to feel the same I did feel to me, remember that you are never alone, someone is always next to each other. And if they feel they are truly alone, because with you enough, by itself and you are one person, can do whatever they want, limit what you put, but at the same time to give those fighting spirit, one can never give up their dreams or their goals.

I love you, a giant hug for everyone and I hope that my presence in his life has been as pleasant as it has been theirs in mine. I also hope to meet, within five or six more years in this building in a room adjacent sector.


December 9, 2010 - National Library of