That one moment that gave you hope
I don’t really know why i am sharing this, because it is somehow a very intimate experience for me but i would like to know if you had comparable moments or stories to mine.
It happened some years ago ,back when i went to school. I was late for my german class because i had to print an assignment, (which we had to submit that day) in a copyshop since our printer was broken.
I somehow felt really bad because of it cause i was the only idiot being late again. A friend of mine sat on the subway with me (she wasn’t late,but had to attend to another class).
We were talking about random stuff and also about me being late again.
Suddenly a lady came up to us and was mumbling something we couldn’t understand. After i asked her twice (friendly of course) to repeat it ,she looked at me with a friendly but strange smile and said:” One day we will hear from you.”
I was so shocked that i couldn’t even say “thank you” or anything at all. Good thing my friend was there with me, as a witness.
My friend said that she was probably crazy or had a mental disease. Even if i don’t think so ,it doesn’t matter to me. Everytime i feel somehow useless and uncreative i think of her kind words. And it doesn’t even matter if it comes true or not ,but this was the most hope giving experience in my life. I would really love to thank her for this. She had enough courage to go up to a stranger and state a nice thing. I wish i was as brave as her :)
Tell me your stories :)
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@progressor, I understand what you mean. I try not to compare myself but sometimes it’s very hard, specially when Im making the same decisions as him (like taking some special classes etc.) I mean some teachers even call him “Ernest Hemingway” ( his name is “ernesto”, I hate it when people refer to him as that!)But as I grow older I try not to give it so much attention and like you said focus on me!!
“older-siblings-complex” well that sounds like a psychiatric term to me :) ! ummm As for my parents, they say that no but I often think they do. I mean we are really opposite poles. But if they do they hide it pretty well!! As for your brother, as a person that might have/had the “older-siblings-complex” , I suggest you fall down one time maybe in front of him, I guess it would help haha
@progressor: Well, it’s not the same type of story as yours but when i was little, i went with my family to an attraction park where there were a lot of machines to catch plush! I was a fan of Diddl (a German mouse <3) so when i saw this Diddl plush, i really want it!
But my father tried to catch it and never managed to get it.
But instead of this plush, he had catch a dog plush. So we wanted to exchange this dog plush for the Diddl plush, we asked the lady who were responsable of these machines, first she said no.
And when we were about to go away, she called us and offered this Diddl plush without exchanging it for the dog plush. So we got the dog and the Diddl plush for free. =D
Her action really touched me. <3
I had a similar thing happen when I was a kid. Probably just before becoming a teenager. So I dropped some rubbish, a crisp packet or something, and then after a few seconds thought about what I’d done and picked it up again. An old man saw me, and assumed that I was picking up someone else’s trash and said ‘That’s wonderful, I can see you’re going to leave your mark on the world.’ Really made me consider what it means to do more than your fair share. Pretty impactful. Never gonna forget that.
@progressor, German class? Sprichst Du deutsch als Fremdsprache, oder Muttersprache? :)
I always find these random moments with strangers so touching. I remember once, when I was in Europe, I was walking back to my host family’s home, and on the way I met this old german man. He recognized me as not being from the country, and we chatted – he eventually told me about his most sentimental moments and even started giving me advise on the future. Not financial advise and so on, but how to enjoy life. Before I knew it, we’d been standing on the street for more than half an hour, talking such simple talk as the weather, why we loved the country.
I never got to say a proper good bye to him when I left, so that made me a little disappointed…
I know what you mean about feeling late – I’m frequently late for classes as well, and it makes me feel so *small* somehow. Like, teachers don’t trust you anymore because you can’t even attend class on time….
als muttersprache ,deswegen auch mein mittelmäßiges englisch (leider!!).
yeah i also made experiences like that. talking to a complete stranger and even if the topic is not always totally deep or important, you feel a real connection or at least you somehow feel really way better after that conversation. or like you gained more power (i think thats sounds a bit weird ,can’t find the matching words in english)
So where are you from? makes me happy that you enjoyed germany :)
I love reading all your stories!
So bad i don’t have any story to tell.
But i notice that the things that touched the most come from complete strangers because even if they don’t know us, they say something sweet to us that leave a mark during our whole life.
Like they were angels sent to us at the right time. x)
@progressor Wow, that is really inspiring. I wish somebody had done that to me! Maybe someday! I do certaintly hope we will hear from you!
Anyways, so my story is not as interesting nor inspiring as yours and actually I think it is quite mean in some way but well that’s what gave me hope.
I have only one brother and he is older than me. All through my life he has always been better than me at everything. In summer, we would take lessons like of tennis, horse riding, dancing ,ett. and though at first he didn’t want to take them and I did, he always exceled at them while I miserarbly failed. He is actually very smart, his grades have always been amazing,he is well behaved. WHILE me, I have good grades but never as great as his and I have gotten a lot referalls for my behavior.
So I always felt that no matter what I did he was always going to do it better. He was so very perfect. Well so he is now in college and he is studying two careers, communications and law ( pretty impressive since he is taking them simultaneously) . So he about a week ago told me that he is thinking of dropping law, mainly because it is going to take too long for him to finish the career and he doesnt want to start working when he is 40.
And that basically gave me hope because that showed me that he was human. He wasn’t perfect, he had problems like. He was no superman, Maybe it isnt that right way to get hope but now I feel that I am on the right path, that I can do whatever I want and maybe fail at it because now I dont have anyone to be compare to.
thank you for reading :)))
I personally think there is no “right” or wrong way of getting hope/inspiration. It’s not like you want him to fail in his entire life. like you said his decision has shown you that he is more human than you thought him to be :D as a very bad student (not all classes though) i learned not to compare myself to the good ones. that would be rather frustrating. there are far far more things you can be good in ,which aren’t taught in school (or at least are not a subject). focusing on yourself is possibly the best way to get over it. but i can somehow understand your position. My parents always tell me that my younger brother has a “older-siblings-complex” (yeah i admit it a just invented that word :D) How do your parents see that? do they compare you to your brother?
The moment that gave me hope…hmmm…
Ok. So I had been in this really bad relationship for two years and I felt like no one understood it. I thought that my parents would be devastated if I broke up with this guy. I mean, my mother loved him like a son. So when I cut it off, I didn’t tell either of my parents until after. I was really scared of what they would say, because I thought I would be accused of being fickle, or giving up to easily. But surprisingly, my dad told me he was one hundred percent in support of me and that he was proud of me for making the decision on my own. My father and I disagree on nearly everything, so to have his support, especially when I needed it most, really gave me a lot of hope :)
I admit that this word was a bit exaggerated. by useless i meant the feeling that you sometimes don’t know where your life is leading you and you feel pretty desperate because you can’t coordinate it properly.