It’s actually pretty funny. How a
simple thought can lead you to another and eventually become something great,
amazing, and extraordinary. But that was the thing with me, everything stayed simple. Practical. Believe me, I have absolutely no
problem with it. It leads me to be focused, driven to work. Never to stop,
never to relax. I’ve always been raised and told that the world was an
extremely dangerous place and I’ve believed that for a huge part of my life. I was
trapped in my own mind, with no interest in taking risks. It came to the point
where I was scared to try new things and explore new places; instead I stayed
home a lot not knowing the endless possibilities there were to discover.
Towards
the middle of the freshman year, there was a day that I had to stay late after
school and the only choice I had was to take the bus to my mother’s clinic.
I’ve never taken the bus by myself all the way to downtown and I despised
waiting. “Where is the bus? It should be here by now.” I thought as I brought
out my dollar and twenty-five cents. It came to the point where I thought the
bus wasn’t even come, but in reality I’ve probably been waiting for only 5
minutes. I see the bus arrive and I’ve entered, placed my money in the slot,
and looked for a seat. And what do I come to find? No darn seats. I basically
was thrown around in that bus literally bumping into others around me, refusing
to hold the pole that could be covered with disgusting particles. I hated it. I
hated the bus. I have vowed to myself that I would get my license and laugh at
the days where I had to take the bus. Yet taking the bus to downtown had been a
regular thing I would do. I hated the feeling of being on the bus yet I loved
being by myself, alone in downtown.
Each
time I would step off of that bus, I knew I was free to do whatever I wanted.
Well at least until 5:00. But being
alone in this part of the island made me realize that I am so drawn to the
“city life” and this is as close as it’s gonna get. I loved everything about
it. The only problem left, was the fact that I would have to take the bus in
order to get here, which definitely didn’t stop me. But the main point of what
I’m trying to say is that even though I absolutely hated taking the bus, it
eventually came to a stop. I’ve grown into a person that faces any challenges
in front of me to reach the “destination” I desire. I realized that I am on my
own, I am responsible for my own decisions and what I choose to do, and to
think a couple bus rides and trips to downtown got me to think about my future.
I’ve
learned taking risks sometimes has to be the only option you have in order to
move on and experience brand new things. I think that everyone's life is always
full of good and bad experiences. I’ve realized the key to success is to
appreciate the good and find a way of turning a negative situation into a
positive, which is something I’d keep in mind for the rest of my life. Whether
it’s having a huge, drastic change in a single day or even learning how to take
the bus to a certain place I’ve come to love, I am gaining the knowledge and
realization I need to grow as an individual.
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