I haven’t posted anything except my softskill assignments
lately, I miss blogging so much. I have so many stories to tell, how
interesting my life is now, how my life feels complete because of that person I
love so much. But I’m not going to write about her now, because it takes a
special time to write down all the stories and the photos. I think it’s gonna
be after this post.
I just watched a film called ‘Planes’, it’s a cartoon from
above the world of Cars. So it’s all about the planes talking, and how a plane
falls in love with another plane haha. But the point is, I like the story so
much. It inspires me a lot. There’s a
plane called Dusty Crophopper living in the field area, he is just a crop
duster, he never flown above 1000ft. his dream is to be able to participate in
the wings around the globe rally, but it means all the planes should fly in
above 1000 ft, which he doesn’t have a chance to do it. After all he is made to
crop not to race. A crop dusting wanting to be a racer.
But Dusty never gives up, he always practices after his long
day of crop dusting, helped with his friend Chug and dottie the mechanic. Then dusty goes to qualifying round to try
his luck, and he made it sixth. He couldn’t go to the next round, because it
just needed the top five. Dusty went home and feeling sad. But there’s a news
that there’s a participate who cheated, so Dusty is in to the race.
Dusty who never flown far away should go himself to New
York, he started the race there with Ripslinger ‘the tornado’ the captain of
team RPX, the fastest, modest, plane ever made and the other planes who are
made to race.
Dusty made it to the last place in the beginning of the
race, but he never given up, he was cold, he flew very low, where all the
planes flew high. He kept going, he kept going.
Until there was a plane who had an accident, and dusty helped him to
finish the race. Everyone salute to Dusty and started looking him. He has many friends,
he is nice to everyone, and everyone likes him.
With all of his efforts, Then Dusty made it to the first
place, and Ripslinger didn’t like it, he asked his crew to make Dusty fell. So Dusty
lost from the race, he broke his wings, his machine, he couldn’t go forward to
the last round. He had no word to say,
he had no chance to be back to the race. He lost hope. Suddenly, everyone who
is ever helped by dusty shows up, they give dusty everything he needs. Wings,
machine, propeller, etc. he is a new plane now.
Dusty went back to the race, and he won it.
From the story I learn, it doesn’t matter if you were born
as nobody. You can make it to be what you want to be, you can get what you
want. You just need to keep going, and never give up to the situation. Even you’re
bullied, cheated by someone else. You just need to keep being nice to everyone,
they will help you although you don’t ask for it. You never stop, you’ll get it
in the end.
This is what a best friend of mine writes about me.
"I know it’s weird enough when I do not pay a lot of attention with someone for many years. But someday I read his tweet and his blog. Then it feels like, damn! I miss a friend like you.
I have an old friend. We were close enough but I do not know since when we stop to talk and meet each other. And I don’t know why. Wait, I think it’s because we are getting busy every day. Not because we had a fight. Yes, we never have a fight.
Actually, I used to adore him for long time. I adore him since we first met. He’s my very good friend and even we don’t talk each other I still feel the same.
I love the way he think. He’s look so different with other men I know. He is smart and polite. I love the way he treat other people. He respect people and never judge person by their appearance. He always see a good side from every people he met. I think he transformed from boy to a men since very long time ago.
And he always a good friend for me. I ask him for advice sometimes and he always tell that I can do my best and always do my best. He makes me more respect with myself and he always can see a good thing from me even when I feel like I was a rubbish.
I know for sure that someday he will be a big big big person. And I so proud to be his friend. Even I don’t talk to him often anymore.
This post is just a respect for me to him. I wrote this cause I remember him suddenly and realize I don’t meet him for a long long time. May God always by your side. Just keep humble."
