lunes, 26 de septiembre de 2011

May 23rd, 2010

It was a Saturday and I was woken by my clock alarm of my cell phone. I didn’t want to open my eyes yet, I wanted to feel the sun on my face just like tree days before; the sun raising and a broom light enter from my window, right beside my bed the lamp, my pile of Mexican coins from a trip last year and a crucifix; at the front I have my desk with last term’s exams, my essay for health and a Sponge Bob lamp just in case the other one went death.  I wanted to sleep more but a real creepy lightning and a strenuous sound make my eyes open, for a moment I didn’t felt like it was morning, there was not a sign of sun, the light of the garage was steel on and I could see the white light pointing to the street just like last night. I took my cell phone, enter my password and saw the date, it was May 23rd of 2010, 7:46 am.
You know, when it’s raining and the sky is all bleary and diffusing like a TV with no signal, the last thing you want to do is to get up from the bed, but this day, it was so bad and sad, I couldn’t stay in the bed for a long time. Is weird how the weather decides your mood, I’m not superficial or god of weather believer but I can remember I began to feel lazy, really tired and with no enthusiasm to do anything ; for the first time I wanted to stay at my house, get a shower and see a movie not exactly happy. All this thoughts passed through my mind while looking at my window hoping to see the grass from my back yard, I saw my watch and it was 9:30 am. I went to see how the other members of the house were doing, I mean my family. I enter to my sister’s room and I found her sleep like normal, she sleeps to much let me tell, sometimes I even think if she is really breathing, if she is, well, I will be disappointed…just kidding, maybe she is just hibernate. Anyways, I proceed to my parent’s room and they have already left to work, the bed was made and their bathroom  smelling like shampoo and soap with little drops of vapor from the hot water on the walls. I went downstairs and looked up at the sealing; part of the sealing is made of glass and I was nothing but gray, and then I thought “it’s going to be a depressing day” I finish the stairs and went to the kitchen for something to eat, for breakfast there were scrambled eggs with beans and cream cheese, toast bread and orange juice. I was seriously hungry, I had an excuse and it was because of the weather and since my sister was hibernating I ate her plate also.
Thanking God for the food, I had a sudden thought and I asked to myself “I’m eating like nothing is happening outside my house, my food is served and I’m thanking God as always, but, right now someone is asking God for food or even worst asking God for a place to stay the rest of the day while the hurricane decreases.” I felt really guilty and really sad, I appetite run away and instead of just thanking, I began to pray, pray really loud in my heart so that God could hear me.  How lucky I was for been at a solid place with a roof, food, shelter and heat.  I remember I was having a friend’s 15th birthday party, she didn’t call to cancel, and the party was steel going through so I dress up, my parents came to pick me up but they were really scared of going out and I just remember my mom said to me “I will just drive you a mile from here just so you notice the disaster and chaos out there” 100 meters from my house, the sudden thoughts I was thinking back at my house became reality.
 Landscapes totally damage and destroyed, water running out like rivers on the street, lots of trees blocking the main avenue to San Jose Pinula, people covering themselves with newspaper, a thin sweater or a bag from a supermarket; Cars stoking in the middle of the street, people knocking and yelling and the worst part, no public illumination. I told my mom to turn the car and go back home and she did. How can I go to a party and celebrate, while other thousands of people were crying because they just lost their home, have a missing children or worst finding someone dead. My heart went like a nut, broken and open. I was really feeling the deepest and depressing feeling I had never felt before, when it gets you, it gets you hard. I was feeling lucky, but thought I didn’t deserve it. I was feeling save, but thought like the world was about to end. I was feeling thankful, but thought I wasn’t demonstrating it. One thing I know, I was feeling faith, and thought there was hope.                               

lunes, 19 de septiembre de 2011

" GOOGLE: HEAVEN" (poignancy)

I don’t know if the place I’m about to explain has an address, an ubication or simply a ground but it’s definitely a place I really want to go.  I want to talk you about “my special place” or the place I want to be when this earthly life ends.  
My special place has no name yet, but I know it’s located in heaven. Since I was little there has always been that question “where is heaven?” And “what is it looks like?” The whole idea of looking beyond the sky and when the universe ends was getting my full attention and I wanted to do things right, and I steel do, to get to that mysterious but special place. My family and I are catholic and the way we live, talk and act is based on a catholic lifestyle; you know, going on Sundays to church, pray the Rosary while we are in the car for more than 30 minutes, we have our conversations about little pieces of gospel of that day, I go every Monday to a catholic group named “Regnum Christi” and my sister also goes, so yes we work things to do it as God’s willing wants us to. Anyway, I now have my life surrounded by God and he is the responsible for desiring such place.
 I imagine heaven individual, very personal and unique for each and every one of us; that’s way it’s my special place, because it’s mine. To tell you the truth, a few years ago I didn’t think of heaven for me it was just another topic to reflex later, but mentioned, speaking of it, and now writing about it really makes me want to go. Ok, so I told you that there is this one special place for everyone, but it has one simply and easy rule. The only rule is: to never stop loving, no matter what, always loving. If you follow that one simple rule I can tell you, you already have the “fast pass” to heaven because if you love, you are not willing to steal from other, to kill someone, to judge. You are willing to forgive, to make people happy and care for your love ones when they need help. That’s way the special place has to be built since you start to love. This place has a lot to do with the thing you do on earth.  My place would be just like the movie of Avatar…full of technology and cool stuff, like, multi-touch screens with 3D images and sound, anti gravity systems that transform things into dust and weird lenses that make your eyes bionic and all that stuff. Also, it has to have the greatest audio system to hear the greatest music that you have not heard before; discover a new color, imagine how crazy does that sound, a new color, I mean, God is all powerful and he can create subatomic particles, galaxies, rain forests and us, so a color…easy! After imagine it very “out of this world” I really want this place be the reflection of the hard work at the earth, I know I’m 17 but as the years go by, the age comes with more responsibilities and life becomes harder. If want this place I have to fight for it, earn it like a lot of people have won it. I do not know exactly how it would be, like, the ordinary stuff… big mountain, lot of trees, the sun at the horizontal, these things are for me...too typical and earthly not that I do not like it, but I just want to think outside the box. God for me is anything but not typical and he can surprise us.
Expect the unexpected. My place more than a physical place is a state, where I will be spending time with God, looking from a higher view all those people that are hoping to have a place, their own place to pass the other life eternally happy.  Heaven is to all of us, and maybe if we just think about it more, we would be truly dreaming to go up there where there is no address, no ubication or ground, simply love.IS GOD GOOD?  

lunes, 12 de septiembre de 2011

"CHANNEL 7" ( event in my childhood)

Well, before telling my big event when I was a kid, I want to share the cause of that big event.  It all started since I have memory, I was very little when I first got involved into the world of music and dance. I remember sitting on the couch of my old house turning on the TV and listening to N-sync, Backstreet boys, Sclub 7, Christina Aguilera, Britney Spears and all that happy, young, sticky songs on Mtv. I will end up seen all the videos and the next day telling my friends about them. The years passed and by the age of 6-7 I bought on Best Buy on my trip to Disney my very fist and brand new portable CD player. It was Sony, black with lightning green on the corners; perfect sound and the most important, it was mine. The next day I bought 4 CDs of pop! Because it was the gender I enjoyed the most.  Since then, my hobby became a passion and suddenly I figured out that not only I could listen but also to dance with music.

This is a little awkward but since you are the only one reading it K, it’s alright. I stared to imagine my life as a video, really, like all the stuff I was doing was recorded and for every since activity I was making there was this one song that fitted perfectly into the mood.  Like for example if I was with my friends and we were walking throw the condominium I imagine the video…. My friends joking around, I was at the center with my wireless microphone singing with them and the amazing choreography we did and then the special effects at the end of the video. The videos were at all times, if I was in the car, or at a camp, a ride with the family, playing football, even when I was sad, or thinking about a girl. It all turned better when the music was there. Pretty crazy I know, but at that age you just don’t think and yes, my imagination was really crazy and stupid, but I did enjoy it very much.  That’s where I began to notice that the music made me relax and was always the easiest way for me to escape from the everyday activity.

When I was in eleventh grade my passion for dance became obvious and I told my friends that I wanted to make a group of dancers and latter on presented to the school. My idea of the video with my friends was really happening.  We were 3 boys and 4 girls, like, 4 months rehearsing for the mother’s day. I was really excited and enthusiastic about it, I was my first time dancing in front of public but I was with my friends so I wasn’t thinking about the embarrassing by myself. We did it in front of all elementary school and moms and we had a blast. I will never forget that day because that day I decided truly that If in my whole life an opportunity for me like this came and knock I wouldn’t think it twice.
This is where the real thing happens. Ok, so after I discovered my talent I was ready to learn more about it; so when vacations came I went to course of singing, acting and dancing. The place was really nice, full with mirrors and speakers everywhere. It was called “stars from channel 7” they were looking for young people to be part of the cast of the channel and from that moment my goal by the end of the course was to win me a place there. The course was tired but very entertain and enriching, we had meeting with national and international artist, every week we made a new choreography of hip-hop, funk, salsa, pop and dramatization.; we went to see the national channels  buildings and back stages of programs, we met important persons from the TV and many more.  Oh boy, I felt in love with the media! It was so cool, and you get to know so many people… famous people, important people, behind the scenes people; getting in touch and surrounding yourself with very amazing projects and ides. 

Of course, nothing was bigger than dance, I finally receive the opportunity to dance with the cast and this time we were going to present ourselves in the annual show of “national bank of Guatemala!” when they told me the news, I was shocking, I could not believe it, wow!! I did make it and the event that was coming was big. This event is very important because, this event represented my effort, my passion and my determination for wanted a thing so bad; Thought me that nothing is impossible if you are willing to fight for it. I steel remember dancing in front of 3000 persons and I steel feel the same feeling as it was yesterday. If you are wondering I do see my life as a music video only this time I’m also the director. Music and dance describes me and they made the beats in my life. Living young, wild and free.