Dreams do come true. I remember the first time I started this blog, I used to write about my thoughts. The thoughts that came up when I was washing dishes or when I was standing in the bus, or probably when I was doing my calling in the toilet. That time I had no idea
When I was a kid, I had a dream of being a pilot. I don’t know why, I just loved airplanes and everything about them from the design to the idea of Travelling. I even had a lot of posters of many kinds of airplanes in my room, and I studied a lot of things,
If God could choose whom He could use and who not to us, I bet He would never choose me. That’s what I always put in the front of my mind. There is nothing special in me, I am just a kind ordinary person who often makes mistakes throughout my life, but hey who doesn’t?
“I’m not ready to go to school tomorrow,” said 11-years-old girl suddenly when I was washing my plate “Why?” I replied without seeing her face “I’m scared” her face looked like she wanted to cry “Scared? Scared about what” I turned my face and looked at her “Friends, teacher, school and many things and me,”
