Sunday, November 1, 2009

A Very Special Day

October 28, Wednesday, is vvvvvery special day for me forever because I made a vvvvvery special task agaist my own will, but I had to do that because life is not always what you want it to make. Perhaps it is the cruel reality everybody must be brave to be faced with whether you are content or not.

That morning before I left home to go to work, I told my wife that I would and had to send it out that day, she nodded that she ageed to my decision.

All the whole day I didn't find appropriate time to conduct my decision to send it out. At the thought of sending it out, I felt my blood quicken in my body with a very high temperature. In actual fact, I wanted very much to sent it out, but I was also very afraid of going to send it out. This is the real person that he is always living in the fierce contradiction.

As evening came near, my blood quickened with my speedy hearbeat. That evening after two self-study, I returned to my baseroom to prepare myself to do my great task. I hesitated several minutes before I made the telephone call to ensure that there was somebody at home at that very time. GGGGGreat! Hostess at home!

But she said the host didn't stay at home so she refused me to come to her home. Without her notice I went to her home directly and bravely and desperately with the victorious faith in my mind.

Six knocks before the door opened, I went inside but she didn't politely greet me to sit down, and insisted that the host not come home until two or three days later, adding that she didn't dare to be in charge of this matter. Although she declined my intention with courtesy, I persisted in putting it into her arms fiercely, arbitrarily and brutally.

Throwing it out to her, quick as a flash, I flew away down the stairs like a lightening, with a deep fear that someone would happen to see all that had happened. Arriving at the end of stairs, I felt very relaxed and refreshed with a looooong sigh. I was very proud to find that I was myself a real brave person and also could make a little difference.

I was very excited to return home in triumph, with my blood quickening fastest almost to blow out my body. I sat down on the sofa and took several deep breaths to cool down my boiling blood.

That night I slept very well, smiling in the dream.

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