I got a GPA of 7 (84%) for the assignment I had to submit few weeks ago. To be honest, I still have no idea what I actually wrote. I was crying so much that I could hardly see the computer screen. The assignment involved creating a disaster relief project following the South Australian bush fire. I had to read about the effect of bush fire and then think of what disaster relief I was going to provide.
My best friend whom I have known since I was 5 years old had phoned me few days before the assignment was due. She knew about him and what I was going through. She called me to give moral support and I told her I really don’t think I can do the assignment. It was a huge project and required a lot of thinking and I was in no position to even to plan the project. I couldn’t even find information on the towns that were affected by the bush fire..not even the demography..
Unfortunately, my friend felt the best way to deal with the situation was to tell me that, you can’t waste your life for a guy. Which I wasn’t. I really wasn’t wasting my life on a guy, I had just said goodbye to the love of my life and drowning in my sorrows.
All I wanted was some sort of support.. I couldn’t bring myself to do the assignment at the same time, I couldn’t think of failing a subject.
It was then that a 77 year old woman stepped in..and recited the poem it couldn’t be done
I wrote the assignment not because I didn’t want to waste my life for a guy, but because I knew it could be done, if I tried.
That’s the spirit Sarah!
You’re an inspiration not only to your near & dear ones ,you’re an inspiration and revelation to yourself ! Henceforth whatever comes your way in life ,you can, and will, always draw inspiration from this experience .In your saddest moment, you were able to draw from your inner strength & willpower and channel & focus it to get the wonderful results that you did.As you’ve described in your earlier posts ,as a woman ,you are aware of what you’re strengths and non – strengths are .This experience I feel ,has surpassed your expectations of how strong a person you are ,mentally and emotionally.
And that’s a beautiful feeling …..
……………………………. beauty and strength in the time of sorrow.
Nimmy: This particular result, I am indebted to the 77 year old who recited the poem.. she was there all through those days..
She recited ………….you followed through.
Kudos Sarah!
Nimmy: 🙂