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A letter from your daughter

Do you remember how it felt to be young? When every experience was new and there were impressions to take in where ever you went. You felt like you could do anything in the world but at the same time you were terrified what the future would bring. You thought you were grown-up but there was nothing else you wanted, when you were sad, than to get a long and loving hug from your mother. I bet you can’t recall those feelings because once you get older you close that chapter in your life and decides to put that book away, all the way behind the books you’ve read before, in that dusty, old bookshelf you have decided to call past. It might seem like the past to you but it is what made you into the person you are today. You might think, who am I to tell. I am just a girl with no life experience at all. Just someone that thinks she knows what she is talking about and you know what, you might be right but at least I remember how it feels like being young. If you think it is...

I'm sorry. But I'm not.

Tonight it's Yom Kippur, the day of Atonement for us jews. This day is for us to repent our sins and ask G-d for forgiveness if we've done something wrong this year, which we all have even if you think you're perfect. One thing we are also suppose to do is to ask the people around us for forgiveness which leads to a bunch of Facebook statuses and text messages saying "I'm sorry if I've done something to upset you this year". I tend to ignore these messages for one reason; If you don't know what you have done, why the hell are you apologising for it? As a child I was taught that if you say you're sorry you should mean it and by meaning it you're not planning on doing it again. This mentality then creates an issue with apologising collectively because you don't actually know what you have done wrong which means that you're not going to change it, not because you don't want to but because you simply don't know that it is upsetting...

The problem with living in a lie.

As a child our parents teach us to be honest. We are told that the truth always comes out in the end so we do as our parents say, we speak our mind. We have no issues to ask why someone is different from us or maybe look different because we are just following instructions, we're being honest. But as we grow up we are told that we can't ask these things. Our parents tell us that there is a time and place to say things and they teach us to not say what is on our minds. We become quiet. We become people that are too afraid to ask questions to be able to learn anything about anyone who might not be as us. Then we become adults and we are told that a white lie never hurts. If it will make the other person feel good there is nothing wrong with lying a bit. In fact, it's not really lying, it's twisting the truth. If that wasn't enough we are taught by the society that not being honest can take you further than if you do what you were taught as a child. We lie about how ex...

The right kind of people

I've been involved in many organisations in my lifetime. By being involved you get to meet a lot of different types of people that all have different opinions and think differently about the organisation's aims. Usually it's the issue on how to get more people involved since a lot of people have a tendency to be lazy and therefore won't be willing to give their time or even money for that matter. This is usually an issue that can be solved easily, you do different types of events to be able to attract a wide range of people and therefore be able to expand. However, lately I've heard committees having the issue of not finding the "right kind of people". For me, that is the strangest excuse I've even heard since I've never understood how they can decide who the right kind of person is. This issue was something I heard yesterday from a committee for a charity organisation that are aiming to get young professionals to get involved. Personally I've...

When bullying takes over.

School just started in many countries which is for many kids very exciting and they're looking forward to see their friends again but for some kids this is something terrifying and horrible. These kids aren't going back to the safe environment where they can be themselves, they are coming back to a place where other kids are making fun of them, punching them, freezing them out and making them feel like they are worth less than the other kids around them. You might not have been exposed to this but you are very likely to know someone who has and that is why we need to talk about this issue, because it is something that is happening right infront of us. Growing up, I was one of those kids. I was never physically bullied but I went to school everyday with the fear that no one would want to sit next to me or that I would have to stand alone during recess. In the UK 46% of children and young people say they have been bullied so I am clearly not the only one. 18% of these didn'...

Goodmorning Vietnam...and the rest of the world.

We were recently informed that the hilarious and extremely talented man, Robin Williams had decided to take his life after a long battle against depression. When I got the news I was sad to hear about yet another person who found no other way to get out than to take his own life. As a person who has suffered from depression I know how it feels when you don't see any way to get yourself back up but I've been fortunate enough to never lose that last spark. What I noticed quickly after the news hit the world was that suddenly everyone seemed to acknowledge how depression is an issue in the world and that we constantly need to speak about it and we shouldn't be ashamed of it. This is something I realised a long time ago but for some reason a famous person that was popular amongst many of us had to die for the world to realise it. Suddenly I had friends, that had told me to cheer up when I was down, saying that we need to understand that telling someone that is depressed to che...

A place doesn't have a memory, we do.

I've moved a lot. Within the last 4 years I've probably lived in more that 10 different places. This has led to me having to learn that becoming attached to a place is not a good idea and it is important to learn how to deal with people in different places. I've also learnt that if I don't like it in one place I'll always have the option to go somewhere else. This was something that gave me comfort when I felt that every place I went had some kind of memory that I wanted to avoid. However, this time I moved deciding that I needed a fresh start. By moving to a new city I would be able to start all over again and leave my past behind. I was wrong. I quickly realised that it was impossible to leave your past behind. We have a tendency to hang on to our memories and find the smallest thing to remind us about it. This means that we can't escape from our past, we need to accept it and move on focusing on the future. Sometimes our past can scare our presence which ma...