A debt to the grandmother (part 2)

      It was one of the December's coldest nights, when the young Max decided to return to his home, after such a hard day at work, he had cut twice the trees he would cut other days since his fellow woodcutter was sick and he needed the money pretty bad. Max knew pretty well what luck of money could cause to a family and he hated the fact that missing one day's payment could make such a huge difference to a man's finances, specially when he had a family, big family.
    He took a shortcut in order to save some time and get back home as soon as he could, he was physically exhausted. He entered from the front door quitely, so that we wouldn't wake up his  beloved grandmother, the one he owed so much to. The light turned up suddenly and Max hopped and looked around startled. His grandmother stood by the lamp right side with everyday clothes, not nightgown.
"Why are you up so late gran? It way passed your bedtime" said quite annoyed by his grandmother's surprise.
"I wanted to talk to you Maxwell"
"What about?and what's up with this Maxwell thing?"
"Sit down, we have a lot to talk about!" said with a tone that showed no room for negotiation. Max sit in the armchair unease.
"So, what's all this about?"

" I received your report card today! No, don't try to explain yourself Maxwell, told him and prevented him from saying all kind of excuses. "Your father was a low-life man with no sense of responsibility and no knowledge of what was happening around him. Do you know why?

He shrugged "Genes?"

"No! He was exactly like you, working from a young age, rarely setting a foot on school. How did this turned out for him, Maxwell?"

"Becoming a bastard?"

" Maxwell-Richard Cubes, don't play the smartass to me! You know very well! Everybody used him in their own way and when he finally realised it, it was already too late"

"Like father like son, isn't that what they say?Is that what you are afraid of?"

"I don't want to see you wasting your life in the same way he did!"

"So, I have to study, become a doc and make my life?Is this my only solution?"

"No, it's not the only solution. But having knowledge of what is happening around you, so that they won't take advantage of you, is your only solution so that you won't be your father's son. You have to be better than that! Don't make the same mistakes he did, be more, do more!
And he did.

A debt to the grandmother (part 1)

      Once suppon a time, there was a boy, he's name was Max. He lived in an isolated village south of England, where he spent every day, he never left the village. He lived alone with his grandmother, his father had left them and died, his mother worked all day long in order to provide for him and her mother-in-law (paradoxically enough, they had a very good relationship). she lived in the other sida of the village.
      The boy, in the awkward age of 16, spent his days by going to school whenever he liked, cutting and selling wood, to the local market and finally returned home in midnight.His teamates teased him,called him "max the axe" cause of this, something that would never end well, when Max was around to hear it. He didn't have many friends, only a few, who really cared about him, Haley and Remy. Haley was a bright student with kind heart when Remy was a reckless teenager and infatuated with all kinds of girls. These three made an incredible trio, who depended on each other with selflessness. Both of them tried restlessly to convince Max that giving up on his studies was a great mistake, that he had all wrong. However, every single time they tried to bring this subject in their conversations, they would end up arguing or he would simply avoid talking about it.
     The months passed and the time came, when the teachers gave the report cards to the parents, so that they saw theirs children's progress. In Max's family the lucky one to go and receive it was his grandmother, Alice, who got a great surprise, although it was nothing to be surprised about, she had noticed that her youngest grandson never set an eye on his homework. It was the moment when Alice Cubes, realised that she had to make that boy see what was in front of him.
     Alice Cubes was the one to raise her grandson, all by herself. She might had a good relationship with her daughter-in-law but she never forgave her the fact, that she left her son to her, of course she had the very same feeling towards her son, dead son who decided to leave them. His death didn't touch anyone and soon enough everybody forgot about his existance. The only one who stood by Max was her, his grandmother and Max knew it. He knew that he had a debt to the grandmother.

About a month ago i saw a One Piece where where a giant said a wonderful phrase, that really touched me.

                " There's is not such thing as being born into this world to be alone"

 Maybe it touched a nerve of mine, maybe it just happened to  like, but it really appealed to me.

Many teenagers get to be introvert and not talk much about themselves, isn't that right? An extreme feeling of loneliness surrounds them and makes them uneasy...But no matter what happens  i truly believe in that phrase. It might take time, lots of it, but you will find a place to belong to, at last!

Until then you just have to..hang in there!

what Christmas stand for...

The Christmas spirit is evident now, everyone can see it, in shops where Christmas trees appear as bright as ever, on the streets you can hear songs all the home home on TV with ridiculous advertisements about Christmas candles and Santa-Claus' appearance at the Mall.  But, what is Christmas all about?Selling stuff and buying more?Having an illusion that everything is fine because of the celebrations when everything is wrong?

In my opinion, it's about the spirit. People know that nothing can magically be fixed, but Christmas time make us feel less troubled and overwhelmed. So this is what Christmas stand for me, a comfort. A comfort before the New Year comes and throw our lives upside-down once again..(so to speak..)



Happy Christmas..