jueves, 6 de octubre de 2016

The unwanted luck of changes

We all fear changes. It's a reality. It's a fact. And it's okay.

We are comfortable in our simple lives, without too much excitement, zero surprises, and absolutely no disappointments.

And changes may be a bit uncomfortable when they happen, but you either learn or win.

I´m not even going to mention Canada. I don't need to. It was where I learned that changes are always good, but I even tried to make more changes here.

I've been in the same school for 13 years. I started in kindergarten as a 3-year-old, and I stayed there until I was 16. My intention was to go back to that same school after coming back from Canada, to finish high school there. It was one of those small schools where everyone just expected you to graduate there, and you assumed there was no other way, so you never thought you wouldn't. But, before coming back, I realized that my best friends were all in the same school, not my school, but other one nearby. The few friends that I had in my old school had moved to that same school because they needed a change. And then I realized that I had been uncomfortable in that school for the last years because most of my friends were in that other school. What was I doing?, you may be wondering. Why hadn't I changed school before? And that brings me to the whole point of this text, or essay, or whatever this is. Fear. I thought everything would be harder in other schools. They made me believe so. It doesn't matter who, because our society makes us believe that we shouldn't move too much, complain too much, change too much... They tell us that we have it easy, so why fighting for something that may be worse than what we already have? But we need to fight, it's in our blood, we started fighting for food and shelter, and then we built cities, and countries, and culture... We shall never stop fighting, building, wondering. If we fall in the trap of conformity, we will never improve, learn or grow. No cause is lost if there is but one fool left to fight for it.

So, as you've probably assumed, I changed school. Now I'm in a much bigger high school with more subjects to choose, more friends to hang out with... and it's just so great. The two most important decisions of my life were probably going to Canada and changing school, and I know that I'll never regret them. It's not because Spain and my old school are worse than Canada and my new school. Not at all. It's just that I'd had enough of them, and I needed a change.

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