Routes

Promises

         I start in English… Why? I don’t know exactly, but now I am feeling much closer by that sweet language, even if I do not know at perfection. ..

Yesterday someone ask me how long I know English. Since all my life… I was in the second class, at  7 years when I started to study English at school. Her resemblance with  German helped me a lot. My kindergarten was in German, as a little Romanian-German as I was. A blond angel with golden curls. I wish I can see myself in that time laughing in a video…

        So, for  the next years the languages used by me was Romanian at home (my native l. :) ) and English at school, at classes, twice a week, as we do here. Later, the French. German was forbidden in house by my father. When you do not speak a language do not ban it, please. In secret I talked with mom and my brother, sometimes. My grandmother and my aunts, uncles talked too. The link which kept me knowing it was the recipes in German which I used to translate for myself in a little "recipe book". And I read some magazines about life from all the Europe: kings and princesses, castles, shops. Beauty of another world.  These magazines came to us not by mail… but through our “kind” relatives from Abroad  which after Revolution forgot us… Romanian forget often from where they left at the beginning… The world is changing all time.

          I wanted to tell today about something nice: do you keep your promises? I do. And  I promised myself that at a moment  I‘ll be travelling and see beautiful houses as in magazines.  In my student life , the money didn’t  allowed me to make trips. Later , I worked, but the money was in the same as my student life… Engineering is not a good job here. Unless you are a man or “a boss”.  But I have a home. I made a nice family and  I have a much valuable treasure: two beautiful and bright kids. I wish that at least they could see some of the world. Many of their colleagues from school travel  every holiday in other countries and tell  stories…  So, the solution is simple: to take a new job abroad. For a while, for “forever”, for how long it takes :)

           I had passport made for a trip to Yugoslavia (at that time -90's) and two trips to Budapest: for “business”. Not for visit. My mom needed to help her. We thought that I might go somewhere else too. Noooo. Expired. All our life we work for what? To keep a home, living from day to day. To make a holiday per year, a cheap one if is possible. Maybe one day I succeed to keep my promise… It must!

       She (a cute business  woman) told me that I have many advantages which I did not realized until now regarding work abroad: I don’t smoke, I can speak English (good), German (medium) and French (medium), I have driving license (not many woman have) etc. I'm not always trusting what others say, but give me strength and courage. And I tell more: I have a special Empathy to help people. And to understand some facts. Yesterday, like every day otherwise, I was in the situation to help someone. An old woman couldn't get down from the bus... Her age, illness, walking stick did not helped her a lot there...

Empathy is the capacity to recognize emotions that are being experienced by another sentient or fictional being. One may need to have a certain amount of empathy before being able to experience accurate sympathy or compassion. The English word was coined in 1909 by the psychologist Edward B. Titchener in an attempt to translate the German word "Einfühlungsvermögen", a new phenomenon explored at the end of 19th century mainly by philosopher Theodor Lipps. It was later re-translated into the German language as "Empathie", and is still in use there.

        I changed myself lately… Nature, kindness, love, I appreciate them more and I started to hate the stupidity, the hedonism of the leaders, the way they talk and react. Just now at TV thay tell about corruption and stealing money destinated for roads. We are “great”. That's why we have so "lovely" roads here. Time to change the channel :)

HELPING EACH OTHER

           I want to tell you a story. You know that I like very much crafts. One Sunday, my mom call me to say : at … TV it is a show about crafts and an exposition which will be in Resita with some special products. It was about European funding for collaboration between Romania and Serbia in traditions area. Started one year ago and now was the end. In papers it was not a promotion, not a word about this. The money went to “some” families. 

The things go like this… You are not in “target area” , you do not succeed. You are not in top, do not start anything... I wanted to create a little business. It was the time for me to travel and to find beauty in art. I abandoned it, like many other ideas. Too much work for nothing. A good angel opened my eyes.

          You know that in Resita there are a lot of free spaces when used to be shops, now empty… ? Many, too many places. There are properties of some “moguls” from here. Unfortunately, the future doesn’t look so good regarding this theme.

How is the situation in your town, my friends? The same as here? 

I hope not.

Greetings ! Good afternoon!