In the life of a great leader, they are most typically considered GREAT because they achieved something that was above them. For example, if someone who is already high up accomplishes something that is on that "high" level, it is considered their job. The achievement isn't something special per say, it is simply what is expected of them.
A great leader however, probably started as someone who was a nobody. Look at Napoleon Bonaparte, or George Washington. They both climbed the ladder of success, stumbling at times, completely falling at other. Through learning and becoming respected these leaders achieve something, let it be dignity, respect, truth or even freedom.
In the real world however, these great leaders have many setbacks, but these setbacks are almost more important than their achievements, because these setbacks taught them what they needed to learn, and molded them into the leaders we know them as today.
I personally do not think less of leaders who show weakness or encounter failure. Some people might call the ability to feel sympathy and cry a weakness in leaders. I on the other hand think it is a sign of humanity. A cruel leader who can show no sympathy for his enemies will also be unable to show sympathy and understanding for his own people. As for failures, I don't have a problem with people who fail, failure isn't something that defines a person. How they stand back up is what defines them, how they use their mistakes to their advantage.
A few years back I learned about the upbringing of Napoleon Bonaparte. His story amazed me. From his childhood as an outsider to his legacy of standing up for himself at all costs. Bonaparte inspires me because even through all the triumphs leading up to his banishment and death, alone on an island guarded by enemy soldiers he was still living a triumph, never giving up what he could control, his love and appreciation for himself. His last words where his greatest loves. "France, armée, tête d'armée, Joséphine."("France, army, head of the army, Joséphine.")
Monday, November 14, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Living in the shadow
Sometimes being the youngest child is hard. It usually ends with results of being compared to one of your older siblings.
I find this extreamly hard when your parent looks at you and says "I can't believe you made the same mistake as ____, you should know better."
What is even harder is when you have a huge age difference between your older siblings and you. What I tend to find a little ironic is that though your parents know the situation and "mistake" in every detail, the younger sibling typically ends up knowing nothing about the event. So, in the end, us younger siblings can't know better, because we weren't alive back then. Therefore, truthful retellings of stories should be enforced, along with more accounts than just the adults. Then, maybe some of us younger siblings wouldn't be lost in the shadow of an unknown situation we have no clue about. *end rant*
I find this extreamly hard when your parent looks at you and says "I can't believe you made the same mistake as ____, you should know better."
What is even harder is when you have a huge age difference between your older siblings and you. What I tend to find a little ironic is that though your parents know the situation and "mistake" in every detail, the younger sibling typically ends up knowing nothing about the event. So, in the end, us younger siblings can't know better, because we weren't alive back then. Therefore, truthful retellings of stories should be enforced, along with more accounts than just the adults. Then, maybe some of us younger siblings wouldn't be lost in the shadow of an unknown situation we have no clue about. *end rant*
Monday, October 17, 2011
No more alphabet
If there were suddenly no alphabet I wouldn't know what to do! I am a writer! I could tell my stories verbally...but as I grew older I would forget. Then there is the problem with forieners. We wouldn't have a common language with which is try to understand one another. Messages would pass through phone or word of mouth, but no more texting, emails or letters. I wouldn't be able to go to my school anymore. There would be no more writers to write books or screen plays, so no more movies. No more tv shows either because no one would write the scripts.
In one way, we would be turned into a society of hands on people. Only able to do things we had seen and been taught. But, on the other hand, the amount of knowledge we would lose would be catastrophic.
In one way, we would be turned into a society of hands on people. Only able to do things we had seen and been taught. But, on the other hand, the amount of knowledge we would lose would be catastrophic.
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Resumes
The idea of resumes has been something I've known about for a while now. From watching my older sister make her first resume to listening to my brother in law tell his resume critiquing stories. The writing experience of my resume was pretty easy. Using a template makes the whole process a lot easier. I felt pretty bad as I started working on my resume. I felt this way only because as I began writing I felt like I didn't have very much to put down, at least, in the way of job experience.
I made my resume out to a school, as if I were applying for college, rather than a job. I found this process to be much easier as well.
I made my resume out to a school, as if I were applying for college, rather than a job. I found this process to be much easier as well.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Resumes
I don't know much about resumes. I remember writing one for an English class a couple years back. I also remember watching my older sister make a resume when she began applying for work. From what I understand of resumes they are an organized portfolio that depict a persons background and accomplishments.
Monday, September 19, 2011
About Me
I've been wanting to get into blogging for the past year. Now, this year I've been asked to keep a blog for school. I don't know how often I'm supposed to post things here....but I can see myself doing this often.
Writing has always been something I enjoy. And now that I'm in this place in my life, I think I see all the more reason to keep a blog. I'm eighteen. I'm a senior, and my life away from highschool is coming to an end. It is a scary thought, I find myself constantly asking "What will I do with myself once I graduate?"
But, I suppose this is a time to take the moment as it comes flying at me. No one can live in fear forever. And...I have to admit, tons of people have done this before me. I can do it too.
If I could write out my future with no interumptions...it would go something like this...
I would finish editing my 600 page novel, get it published soon after graduating. I would use my book money to travel over seas and see Ireland. Then, a year or two later I would think about going to college. I would continue to write many books and major in film. I would become a screen writer and turn into the next M.Night Shyamalan and live a nice life of creating and imagining.
It's a nice dream...but life has a way of throwing road blocks in there. However, I will continue to dream, it is what brings joy to me.
Writing has always been something I enjoy. And now that I'm in this place in my life, I think I see all the more reason to keep a blog. I'm eighteen. I'm a senior, and my life away from highschool is coming to an end. It is a scary thought, I find myself constantly asking "What will I do with myself once I graduate?"
But, I suppose this is a time to take the moment as it comes flying at me. No one can live in fear forever. And...I have to admit, tons of people have done this before me. I can do it too.
If I could write out my future with no interumptions...it would go something like this...
I would finish editing my 600 page novel, get it published soon after graduating. I would use my book money to travel over seas and see Ireland. Then, a year or two later I would think about going to college. I would continue to write many books and major in film. I would become a screen writer and turn into the next M.Night Shyamalan and live a nice life of creating and imagining.
It's a nice dream...but life has a way of throwing road blocks in there. However, I will continue to dream, it is what brings joy to me.
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