Brilliant

Brilliant

This is my first prompt ever, as I’m on a mission to write more everyday. I like the idea of a prompt, especially an active one where there is motivation of others, where I can have interaction with people, get shy because others are way better than I am, and then feel proud because at least I have written something today.

This is my first prompt ever, as I’m on a mission to write more everyday. I like the idea of a prompt, especially an active one where there is motivation of others, where I can have interaction with people, get shy because others are way better than I am, and then feel proud because at least I have written something today. And a prompt, a writing challenge, a topic and the like is really funny, because you can either stay in the box, or you can think outside of the box. You can choose to think outside but close to the box, you know, like you lean on the outer wall of the box, or you can just stand very far away and criticize the box. Some like smash the box and just write like there is no box at all. The abilities and possibilities are defined or infinite depends on oneself.

I just really like to see how my way of treating the box is different from others.

The word of today, the first word of my (hopefully) many other words is BRILLIANT. Okay, let’s agree that there are many brilliant things, on many different levels. But I’m gonna talk about how brilliant my day was.

Today was the the first day I had a Vietnamese class with an American student. I usually teach English to Vietnamese students, and because of that, I found today really brilliant.

He is an American lawyer, tall and handsome, with nice cologne, fitted suit, and excellent manner. Mind you, it is extremely hard to find such gentleman in Vietnam. I was pretty impressed, partly because I have watched many movies and read many books about lawyers, and I really like them (I especially like the movie called “A few good man”, starring Tom Cruises). Moreover, during our lesson, he was funny and charming and laughed at my so-called jokes. He made me wonder about the differences between love and affection. How can you tell apart real feeling and an overwhelming of your heart in front of someone. Because from time to time, the two concepts can be very easily mistaken. Because from time to time, somebody can be so special that you can’t decide whether you’re their biggest fan or you’re head over heel over them.

That was the first brilliant thing.

The second one was that during the lesson, I suddenly realized how much I like teaching. I mean, I already know that I like the job (otherwise, I wouldn’t change my career path), but I just don’t know how relaxed and happy and excited I am about teaching. I love how I can be completely myself when I teach, with all the passion and enthusiasm for it. I love how I can make a laugh out of it, and then look forward to it the second the lesson is over. Teaching, to me, is natural. Sure, there is the whole path I have to take, and there are many things more to learn, and I’m not exactly an experienced, qualified teacher. Sure, there will be many more challenges for someone who graduated with a science degree and chose to change their major like me, but I feel great about it. Sometimes, especially when I didn’t make it in an interview because they thought I was not enough, I had doubt. Yet, I hold my passion for teaching high and constantly remind myself that out there, there are many people who cannot find their passion. There are people who are struggling to find happiness at work. There are big, important people who are dying slowly doing what they do not like, and here I am, I have found my own thing to do in life. I keep charging my determination with this quote “No matter how slow your progress it, just keep going. It is still better than doing nothing, or giving up, or never starting“.

That, to me, is brilliant.

What else is brilliant?

Oh, my family. But that is another story.

For now, two is a perfect number.

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