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- To choose a profession To choose a profession is not an easy task. Although many people from a very young age know which is his/her passion, for many others, deciding what to do for the rest of their lives, might take a while. And we all have to respect the fact that, for each person, it might take a different time in doing so. To clarify, what I meant to sayis that nobody else can choose a career for you. Not even your parents. It was a very common practice in the past, and unfortunately, in some families, is still common today. Our work or professions, should be a source of inspiration, should be a place where we fell comfortable. Every person knows deep inside what thing can make ourself happy. I have seen a lot of people transforming into someone else they did not want to, and all because of a family decision. For example, a man that became a layer because of a family "legacy". That man after forty years of practicing his profession, left everything to study vet sciences. He always wanted to be a vet. So, after his father died, he started university again. As we can see, it is a heavy burden on our shoulders. So, from my point of view, to let someone to choose for you, it could only mean to throw our years of life to a rubbish bin. I understand that everyone want to make their parents happy and proud, but not at the cost of sacrifing your own wishes. Life is too short to live the life of others. Families should encourage children to find their own passion. Families should support that decision no matter what.April 28, 201620
- Death penalty Nowdays, death penalty is still common in many places. In spite of growing in a country where death penalty police is banned, I often listen other people saying "he should die" "Eye for an eye". In my opinion, by punishing murderes with murder, society is also guilty of the same. First, from a religious point of view, I do not approve humans taking another life, neither by punishment nor by another cause (An exception would be a self-defence attack or to save an inocent life). I could not spend my life in a place where those practices were normal. Second, many people believe that killing them is not a punishement, and that they have to life for the rest of their time locked in a cell. Although I parcially support that idea, is not because I think they have to "get rot" confined, it is because I believe that prisons should be a place where they can find redemption, and depending on their crime, they can be teached on how to reinsert into society. I believe that instead of thinking if they deserve death or not, society efforts, throught government, should be focus on how to improve educational system, social services and also the conditions of prisons to convert those places in true reinsertion instruments. If you look from other examples, we can se that in netherlands, prisons are quite empty. So, I think that the most important idea is to analize why that person is on that place, and to spare no effort in creating a more equal society, preventing future crimes from happening.April 28, 201660
la marcha en tren
Esa era una jornada regular, yo pasaba todo el dia trabajando en la universidad. Y segun el horario tenia que terminar las clases tarde pero las dos ultimas hubieran rechasado. Desde la manana me dolia un poco la cabeza y despues de salir de la Universidad me sentia mal y queria a dormir mucho. Desié ir en tren a mi ciudad natal para recuperarme.
La estacion de ferrocariles estaba en el centro de la cuidad, cerca de mi Universidad y por eso no tuve problemas para comprar un billete. Ademas no habia necesidad comprar un billete de antemano or reservarlo, porque el tren no era un medio de locomocion muy usado en la jornada.
Pues, mire el horario de trenes por internet y descubrí que el tren a Mogilev partia dentro de 10 minutos. Salí corriendo de la universidad y me dirigí a las taquillas. La cajera me vendió un billete y sugirió que me de prisa para no perder el tren.
Encontré mianden rápido, el coche número 3 iba a ponerse en marcha cuando salte al escalón. Me subí al tren por un pelo. El inspector revisó mi pasaje e indicó mi asiento.
Siempre compraba el vagon comun pero el tren estaba vacio durante las jornadas y por eso se podia escojer alguna litera y viajar quedando en ella.
Tenia suerte de viajar en buena compania, con abuelas que leyeran los entrevistas , mientras que yo podia dormir al compas del sonido de las ruedas durante toda la marcha.
El camino es tedioso, pero cuando voy adonde me esperan, eso no importa.0 votedApril 27, 20161

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