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📕 Books that affected me

"Write about books ." Over the last two years, I have read approximately 70 books, from best-sellers to occasional novels, from science-fiction to mindfulness and well-being, from Nike to Pixar and Starbucks. However, three stories—in particular—have changed the way I perceive and appreciate reading. Those novels are  The Martian , by Andy Weir.  Ready Player One , by Ernest Cline, and,  Dune  by Frank Herbert.      Not only had I felt these magical pieces of paper as transformational points of view, but life-changing texts. This time, I will share a small overview of the first two books,  The Martian  and  Ready Player One ; thereby, you can invest a couple of dollars and time reading them.   Dune  can wait a bit more for its review.      Ok, so let us get into today's reading.      When I first started reading  The Martian —June 2018— I promptly scanned the cover, its chapters' names, a...

🎮 Ocarina of Time

"Write about time ." I think back to an anecdote when the word wait comes to my mind, which usually happens during a videogame session. The story goes like this: In June 2019, I decided to borrow a friend, a small, blue-colored Nintendo 3DS.       The game already inside the console was nothing less than The Legend of  Zelda: Ocarina of Time.  As a formerly devoted gamer and occasional one right now, I knew I had no time to play it; nonetheless, I told my friend than in less than a month, I could finish it—I had played when I was 8, so I thought I could pass it immediately.      Quick disclosure before continuing: If you have not heard about the game, well, you should not be reading this. Please, go outside, find a tech store, buy a console, and play it. I know today's topic is about waiting, but...come on, at least google it!      Continue. When you are in the middle of the story, you run into a stressful-costly challenge, a s...

🦿 Uncomplete feeling about what is wrong for me

"Pick a fight and talk about something you think is wrong ." Today, I will address a topic that is important to me; education after a global pandemic.      If you care about it, I recommend you stay until the end and invite you to share your thoughts with me in the comment box below.      How should I start? Should I talk from my comfy position with the internet, cellphone, laptop, and a calm home to stay? Should I be more understandable with others in the upcoming aftermath? Should I write figures and long lists of data to convince you to do something? Or should I write whatever I imagine?      The last one is more creative, and the message I want to start with is that: all-week-long physical classes are no longer efficient nor safe. That kind of education must disappear. We should go to a classroom just for human relationships, perhaps one day a week, and dedicate ourselves to our improvement.      This way, in the long term,...

🗽Hope

"Write about what gives you hope ." Hope. That invisible thing everyone tries to find everywhere they go. That sweet feeling of energy and passion we obtain doing what we love and that bitter taste we experience when something we devoted for goes wrong. Even though it has several synonyms—ambition, expectation, and desire—the sentiment is the same, keep looking forward with faith.      Now, the main question is, What gives me hope nowadays? I would say there are two main things to address and understand. However, before starting, it is worth mentioning that I will take you through several environments and atmospheres in as few words as possible—as a future astronaut and passionate reader. Are you ready? Without further ado, let us begin.      First, throughout the last couple of years, I have read several stories that have taken me through the weirdest and most dangerous places on earth. For instance, I have traveled the entire world in less than 79 days,...

🌱 Evaluate

  "Evaluate your progress, so far ." I think I'm still trying to figure out how I should write my articles—I mean, informal, or more formal?      I've learned several things I didn't know I could do in the past weeks. Like leaving my feelings and thoughts arrive before my critical mind or understand what an Oxford comma is. Namely, I noticed my mind and way of being are further interested in academic writing. However, today's text will be more  street,  also general .        I do believe today I'm a better writer, or at least, I write more confidently. For instance, yesterday, I received a topic and instantly perceived what to tell, and in the past week, I have felt that feeling other times—with just one exception, my 9th day called, "Something about teaching" that even made me sweat.       I've been reading many science-fiction books like Ready Player One, Dure, or the Narnia Series the last few months. While r...

🍳 Uff, yesterday

  " Write about yesterday." Yesterday was a particular day. I think it is worth reading. It started relatively straightforward; there were no drawbacks or problems until 8 a.m. I woke two hours early. "What happened at that hour, Cesar?" You may ask. One of my international students called over and asked me if she could take her Thursday class today. That is very problematic since several hours are separating us, and it is changing the schedule I have.  I was having breakfast at that specific time, so I answered, "Yes, Rimi, sure we can." and continued eating a peanut-butter toast with some milk.  Surprisingly, after eating, I did not go to my workspace, which is my favorite part of the house. I started cleaning the dust in the stairs with my green broom—I thought it could relax my muscles a bit; I needed a change occasionally. When I finished, instead of going to my red chair and turning the computer on, I went to have a walk; the day seemed quite war...

🐲 French and English, English Part

  " Write about languages, part 2." Today is the turn of the third one of the family. English. The one I am using to do my essays, YouTube videos, and my less favorite language until I turned sixteen.     Let me give you more context. I was born in the northern part of Mexico, known as "Estados Unidos part 2" —the US part 2— my passion never was going to cross the border and live there because of the "Liberty," Hollywood, or being "perfect" worldwide. I continue, In 2012, my family and I traveled from Nuevo Leon to El Paso. Presumably, on a vacation trip, as you could guess, we were fooled by my parents. We were to stay in an office for days, signing papers over and over again—as a kid was catastrophic.    Years later, my parents told me I became a US resident alongside my siblings and my mom. According to my older brother, I exaggerated the situation; we stood a maximum of seven hours in the complex. In my defense, I was little and naive. That o...

🪐 What the **** is that?

You, yes, you. Please stay until the end of this text. I swear I prepared this subject with love and dedication; you are not going to regret it. Honestly, this script is one in a lifetime experience, and you deserve to know it.      Last week, around 11:30 p.m. I got home from work and took a cold shower in my small bathroom with Breaking Bad curtains. After running 17 kilometers—in a mud trail—it is the best you can expect. Without any complication, I finished my bath, took a towel, felt alive again, and went to the bedroom.      I get dressed in a cozy sweatshirt and a cotton pajama and went to the kitchen to take some food. The kitchen has a long window in front of the sink, allowing us to see everyone crossing and being on the street. Even though our house—I live with my brothers—is the highest in the neighborhood. We can not cover every sight on the road, so we built a massive garden in the back to do it. When you live in a dangerous place, that is the...

🌿 How are we doing this?

" Write about writing." I had seen this day coming since the beginning of the trial, and now, as I sat at my living room table, I am mustering optimism in my face to finish it. There is a sea of endless thoughts and ideas to write down on the paper, but limited time to do it. Both  happiness  and  feelings  are the first words that came to my mind when talking about writing. From my point of view, there is no other exercise so intimate than writing. No matter how outgoing or extroverted you are, expressing your feelings with a pen changes you to an introverted position.      When it is time to create something new, I love talking with me and being friendly with the words I tell myself. To accomplish this new challenge, I must be pretty resourceful and discover through the process instead of making flaws and let them without correction along the way. Nevertheless, this time, I was scared and craving ideas, but none came to my brain until my friends, and...