There is two sides to every story. Sometimes all one needs is a little perspective.

Isis

The Enchantress

Scott, M.

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Josh: Are we on the right side?

Niten: You are on a side, and that is important. You don’t have to stay on that side. Often the greatest act of courage is admitting that one has made a mistake. Follow your hearts. Protect one another, because at the end of the day, all of these people want something from you or want you to do something for them, or be something that you are not. Your only responsibility is to one another.

The Necromancer

Scott, M.

Through a glass, darkly

Another wonderful philosophic novel from Jostein Gaarder which once again opened my eyes for another angle to see.

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This novel tells you about a point of view you wouldn’t imagine before, an angel. The story was wonderfully plotted  using the interaction of a very sick girl and her “guardian” angel. Well, it was of course just a possibility that angel really think like that, but hey, it was really enjoyable and beyond my imagination. A very intriguing part is Gaarder chose the base from a verse in the Bible;

1 Corinthians 13:12

For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror, then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part, then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

The novel made me think about how small and limited our knowledge is. Yes, limited to our own senses. Therefore, our mind will just see and think from our sense’s perspective. I thought about how if we think outside our perspective, and I remembered the movie “Interstellar” where humans would perceive 5 dimensions and not just 3. It’s so interesting to watch movies like that. Let’s just see what will happen next, I guess with the development of the technologies, that might just happen in the future!

This is our cry. This is our prayer. Peace on earth.

…engraved at the foot of Sadako Sasaki’s statue in Hiroshima Peace Park.

Sadako, a twelve-year-old heroin who struggled with leukemia from the atomic bomb radiation 1945.

sadako1000cranesA book I just read, is based on a true story of Sadako Sasaki. Born in Hiroshima in 1943, she was two years old when the atomic bomb was dropped. She grew to be an energetic girl who loved and had talent in running. In the age of 11, she was running in a competition when she first felt the agonizing pain, but a moment later she was OK. She decided not to tell anybody about this, including her family and her best friend, Chizuko. She suffered pain sometimes but she felt better and better to the end of the year. She even went to a festival and wanted to wear a kimono, but her family didn’t have much money so she didn’t really force to have one.

The next year, she couldn’t hide the pain anymore as she fell when she was running. Her parents brought her to the Red Cross Hospital where leukemia patients were hospitalized. She didn’t want to imagine she had it, her mother called it the atom bomb disease, leukemia. But to her and her parents’ surprise, she really had it. She was hospitalized there.

Her schoolmates were really sad and they often visited Sadako. One day, Chizuko visited Sadako and brought a big gold origami crane. Chizuko suggest Sadako to make 1000 cranes -Japanese people believe by making 1000 cranes can grant one’s wish- and gave the crane to her. Sadako was so happy, she committed to make 1000 cranes. Her younger brother helped her to hang the cranes on the ceiling of her room at the hospital. Her schoolmates cheered her up too, they even made a doll for Sadako, she named it Kokeshi and put it beside Chizuko’s crane on the table beside her bed.

She was energic and had so much hope at the first days but her physic kept dropping for months later. One night, all of her family gathered and her mother brought a kimono with flowers for her to wear. She felt really happy that night, but she knew she didn’t have much time left. She got weaker that she couldn’t make another crane. She stared at the cranes on the ceiling for the last time and she closed her eyes.

Her schoolmates was very sad, they continued the 1000 cranes which were buried along with Sadako later. They wanted to make a memorial for Sadako and published a book titled Kokeshi, a collection of essays in her memory, to raise funds. From the funds, they built a monument which now still standing at Hiroshima Peace Park. The Children Peace Monument shows Sadako holding the golden crane standing on a mountain. At her feet was engraved the wish…

“This is our cry. This is our prayer. Peace on earth.”

Living the History

I never get really interested in history since little
I was so excited first, but then…
For  years, it’s always the same
What we’ve learned, what we’ve known
That’s all..
I’ve never wanted to know more
Because I thought it’d be boring
But that’s the past
Now I know much more, and am excited to know much more
I’ve never known about the world’s history
Hearing and seeing others know about it
Kinda made me envy, but also interested

The Century Trilogy by Ken Follet
Has been recommended for a quite long time
I thought I could never read it or even buy it
And now I just finished the first novel, Fall of Giants
It’s a bit unbelievable to see it in my school’s library –the first novel, that is-
And surprisingly they have 2 books of it –usually, there’s only one book for this kind of book-
I tried to borrow the book 2 weeks ago
Unfortunately I have to wait until this Monday since I had mid-term test last week
And yes I learned history, and much more, of course
The life of people from many countries
Lots of point views from many sides
Ken Follet has nailed it into an incredible novel
Everything is felt by just reading
My imagination goes wild with all of the details
Many lessons I get from this book
Some which made my brain can’t stop thinking about are..
This feeling I’ve felt
I guess every student in this world feel it too
The feeling that history lessons are being made up
For the sake of their own country
Only tells the good part and makes us blind to the bad part
Will it continue?

And what lessons had civilization for me? I learned that it ruled by creating classes and dividing people, by making some better than others.

-Virginia Dare, The Enchantress by Michael Scott p 80
It’s taken from another book, but I believe that it’s so true
I could see it clearly in FoG
Eventhough from a social democratic party like Bolshevik
A fundamentalism of any kind of belief is not good
I believe in it strongly
And so many more from reading this book
So many to think and to tell
I haven’t get the right words for it
So I’ll continue to the second book, Winter of The World

Now with many unpredictable things have happened in my life, I don’t regret buying the second book without hesitation
And I hope I could tell more after finishing this one 🙂
PS: And I’m terribly excited about the third book that I just known the title, Edge of Eternity, and will be published toward the end of 2014

Independence

Do you know the greatest gift a parent can give to a child?
Independence. To allow them go out into the world and make their own decisions, travel their own paths.
-Hekate, The Enchantress be Michael Scott, p 212

I believe that my parents is one of the protective parents
They were kind of a dictator when I was in Primary School –they still are, but just sometimes now
They started to negotiate with us –me and my big brother– when I was in Junior High School
And now, I’m still in Senior High School btw, I could feel a bit of that independence

I also believe that my parents are approaching the ideal parents
Yes, they often make mistakes
But they’re working real hard on it
Eventually, I really adore them as parents

I like cars, eventhough I don’t like to know how it works or it’s machines
I like to drive, I started to hold the wheels when I’m in third grade primary school and started to drive for real when I’m in the sixth grade
I made my car –my dad’s carhurt twice
Because of the second time, I stopped driving for almost 2 years
But then I drove again

I’m 17 and I’ve had a driving license
Until now, I’ve drove the car 5 times alonewell, I’m not really alone, but my dad weren’t there so I count it as alone
Maybe it seems natural
But for me, it’s like a signal they’ve started to give me that independence

Moving Forward

I was reading Michael Scott’s “The Magician (The Secrets of The Immortal Nicholas Flamel)”. I have read this book for a long time now but I haven’t finished it. The last time I read this book was about… 4 or 5 months ago?! And the story then was so exciting, full of magic and mysteries. The life of the twins, Sophie and Josh (main character in the book) were completely changed by the encounter with Nicholas Flamel and Perenelle. Since they have been told they were special, their life had become very adventurous and dangerous.
The following chapter, which I read just now, was a dialog of the twins. Josh was checking his emails (after a few days because his laptop was destroyed in one of the battles), there were emails from their worried parents (who were archaeologists that traveled around the world and haven’t known what has happened) and much more. They talked and laughed like ordinary people, like they used to, before all of those things happened. The twins really enjoyed that time. Josh actually felt close to his sister again. He was scared of his sister sometimes since her sister’s powers awakened, he even didn’t know his sister once before. There, I really felt how they felt.
Remembering the old times, before all happened, before the time started to felt much faster than it was. Such a nice life, isn’t it? But the fact is… It has happened, all the things in their life, all the things in our life. And what we can do now is… keep moving forward. Because…
life is like riding a bicycle, to keep your balance you have to keep moving