There is no such thing as a self-made person. Behind every
successful man, there is not just a woman, but countless others, all doing their
bit to make them the person they are today.
Unless of course, you have a face like that. That, my friends, is a self-made man.
Which brings me back to my newest inspiration. Come day-after-tomorrow, I will have been on this Earth for exactly eighteen years, and in
that time, I haven’t amounted to very much. But whatever little I HAVE amounted
to, I owe entirely to my family and my friends.
Sometimes, I fight with my friends. Then I look up at God
(assuming, of course, that He exists), and ask him why he could possibly condemn
me to a life with these people. Or I come home from school and curse my
teachers, thinking:
Indeed.
But then, not more than ten minutes later, I ask myself, “What
would I ever do without them?”
See, family, friends and teachers are meant to be a part of
our lives. Like William Shakespeare said, “All the world’s a stage, and men and
women merely players.” Our life is like one big play, and friends, family and
everyone else are the background crew in your lead role. They set up the stage,
teach you your lines, correct you when you’re going wrong, help you when you
begin to forget, and let you make a graceful exit when the time is right.
Gee. I wonder what play that is. Looks wrong. xD
So the next time your parents/teachers yell at you for not
doing homework, or you get into a fight with your friends, just take a look
around you. Look at the backdrop, and ask yourself whether they’re just trying
to give you the right prop at the right time.
This article is dedicated to everyone. I know I haven’t been
very active lately, in fact, I've been very near dead. That’s just because I
(along with countless other twelfth-graders) have enormous amounts of pressure
building. There’s barely enough time to breathe, let alone write.
Anyhow. This article is a little thank-you gesture to
everybody who’s ever been there for me when I needed it.
I can fly higher than
an eagle, if you are the wind beneath my wings.



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