Sometimes you feel need to write. At that moments I usually write for
myself in my small notebook . But today I will share with you.I'm
here for 2 months and couple days. I'm far from my home, family,
beloved city and of course the greatest part-my friends. I'm not going
to write how hard it is. I just wanna share, how you feel , when you are
away. Sometimes it seems, that leaving your living place is kind of
salvation. but it's not, the only person or the only thing, from which
we are trying to escape, it is us and our thoughts. During this two
months I understood many things, that I probably never would understand,
if I would not be here. I understood, how much things I could done for
my country and my family, my friends and even for myself, that I didn't
do. How much love and warm I could give to my close friends, that I
didn't ...
.When you are far from your home, you are looking on it from
distance, and many things are really appears to be very different. When
you see other culture, other family, other friendship and relationship,
you remembers yours, and begin to think about details, such details,
that before you never know about them. It helps you to value what you
have left there, in your small country, small but full of life, full of
warm and dear things to you. The most interesting thing is when in the
new place you are trying to get yourself comfortable, and you are trying
to find some places, some people and some activities, that you are
comfortable with. When I was in Vilnius for 4 days,
after I get of from bus in Siauliai and begin walk to my home, I felt, that I love
it, and I feel that now Siauliai has a part from me and I have a part from it. Maybe because I
have already found my favorite places here. For example the park near
the school, and not working whirligig in the middle of it. I like the
big lake and watching at kids and making photos of them, I like also the
small streets near my house.
I like Grandpa :) The owner of our renting
flat, when every time he saw me he begin to tell me his life story, how
he was living in Siberia, and then how he escaped and came to Siauliai, and change his name...:)
I like to greet the cleaner- woman in our building, She knows that I
don't speak Lithuanian, and when I'm telling her "Labas rytas", she is
saying "Good Morning" :) This are small details of my day, that makes
me a little bit happy, or just making me smile for a moment. and that's
how you are getting used to some new place. I like to come to school
every morning, just to observe the students, it's interesting, how they
think, in what they are interested in.
So even if I feel homesick and miss everything so badly, I'm thinking
of little things, that i have in this small city, and that makes me
smile. And If I leave it, how it will be without the part of me? :)
Lilit Nurijanyan
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