Important Person

Probably choosing an important person in your life could be easy for some of you. For me this was the hardest thing to choose. First of all because an important person should be a role model for me, it should be someone I truly admire. Also it has to be someone who makes a change at a certain point of my life. And the bad thing is taht this person could not be from my family. 

At first i thought on talking about one of my friends. But i realize that they do are important but the have never change my life or I could not conceder them a role model because they haven't reach everything they want in their lives. Then I think on someone that has influence me not only in reaching my goals but also he has tech me what is good or bad with its own example. This person probably is not the richest man in the world, neather recognize by the entire world. This person is important for me and for my life.

His name is Guido Abdalla, he is my karate trainer.  He is a tall man with brown eyes and few hairs on its head. He is the type of person that since the first time you see him you will notice how kind and frendly he is. He has tow childs, and I haven't see another man been such a great father as he is. He is also very dedicated and passione on the things he does.

How does he become special to me? T first I was just one of his karate students. He starts noticing I have a big potential for this sport. He always tells me I will become in one of his champions. I truly don't know if everything that he tells me was true, but I'm sure it does work for something. He was able to make me think I was capable of reaching it, and with dedication he do enroll me o to competition life.

I think at the part he truly became important to me was when I totally lose contact with my father. I find this masculine figure in him. He was the one who give me advices when I need it, and I don't want them to be from my mom. He was also the one who encourage me to get out of what I thought was my limit of posibilities. He always encourages me to try new things. But he always prepare me for losing telling me that probably I will not be able to make somenthing in the first time but with effort and dedication I will be able to reach everything I want. And I was actually able to experiment the filling of reaching something I thought was impossible.

But I think that what actually make him special for me was that since the bigining he opens his hart to me so I feel secure and open my heart to him in the same way. I'm really shy and untrustful when it refers to meeting new people. And for someone becoming of my trust I do need them to show it with acts and not only with how they are with others. And I don't know how he did it but he truly gains my heart and trust. He always tells me that my way of being is very special, and that I should never loose it.

What I thank to him the most is the way in which he was able to guide during my adolescent years. He, through karate, was able to show me the real value of good and bad. He was also able to show me what responsibility is and how everything in this world depends totally on the way we decide to act. I do learn all this lessons because he let me experience them through simple things that in a certain way change my view of how to act or respond to them. But he also tells me about his own experiences and how the mistakes he made take him to be the big person he is now.

I do conceder him a wise and an important person to me. I know that every time I need an advice he will be there to show me with all his wisdom the right way to take. I will tank him all my life for influencing so much in the person I'm today because I do conceder myself as a good person. And I will also thank him for showing me the value of always telling the true even though this is good or bad, which is a characteristic now days many people lose when it should be the principal thing in any mans world.

Defeat

I have train karate since I was 8 years old. Since the beginning I show rally good ability for thi sport. Of course when I was little karate was more a hobby than a responsibility. I love to train but not because I want to be the best, but because I really love evrithing related with the sport, I love the fact of playing, and compiting in controll fights. At my child years if I loose or wing was never my purpose of doing it. It was also never a reason for me filling defeat.

Wile I grew up my interest in karate starts changing. Especially because I start involving more into competition. I became part of the national team when I was 13 years old. The division in which I compete was 15-17 but because it was kata team they allow us to compete. My team was made up for my sister another girl name Pamela and me. We spend so much time together that Pamela became part of my family she even stay all weekend at my home, and went to every family reunion we have.

The first time we compete was here in Guatemala in the Central America competition name CODICDER. For our surprise, and eventhough we were the youngest ones, we wing first place. I still remember that moment as if it was just yesterday. All the effort has worth the deal. I don't think I have never expiriens a feeling like that never after. The next year we make even a bigger effort and we claclassified for the Central America and the carebean competition. We her the 2nd place there.

We three spend most of our time together. We also travel everywhere together, and spend wonderful experiences I'm sure none of us will ever forget. For me even training in a weekend or losing going to the movies with my friends didn't matter because I knew I will have a great time with them. The team split up because we all have differen Goals in life. But I Conteneu training and after a while this big chance came to my life.

For the first time I have the opportunity of compet all by myself. Even I have a good chance of wining I ruin it up. Because now I have another interest and probably many other important things to do in my life I didn't dedicate the time this big opportunity in my life deserve. I do start training a littlebit more, but never as when I train with the team. I give more importance to getting out and to other events in my life that were not as sure to be a success experience as this was.

When I get to the competition which was in El Salvador, I didn't put anything on me to get what I want. And in the day of the competition I was pretending to train all I haven't during the time I was suppose to train. Since the moment I get in the place of the competition I start warming up and practicing all the mistakes I have in my katas. But karate needs more than just a moment of effort. It requires a constant training because it involves your body fitness, your muscles strength and your mind concentration.

In the first round my opponent was not so good so I easily wing. I was missing just tow rounds. The next one was a little harder than the last one but still I was superior to the other opponent. Now I was in the finals. Even I know I was pretty capable of wining this round I also knew I was not ready for this big challenge. When I went in the area my nerves were at its fullest point. I give everithing I have on me. I do feel I have done it right but in karate the feeling of wining is not enough.

The other girl gets inside the area and gives everything on her too. She made a kata that was of a higher level than mine. Still I haven't lost the hope of wining, even I was conscious we both have the same chances of wining. The desition time came. I lose. Even though I have loose before, I have never felt as defeat as I did at that time. I try to make up many excuses but none of them were valid to me because I knew I haven't given what I was supposed to.

That day, after the competition finish and I start thinking about what happen I do cry. It was not because I have loose, but it was because I haven't act as a winner. I just thought noone will be able to wing me and I act as a looser. It was hard for me to overcome that defeat, and even I do wing second place it was not what I was suppose to get. Defeat sometimes is not actually the act of losing, but is the act of letting you turn into a defeated person.

First Impression

First impressions sometimes make you think the wrong thing about persons or places. But other times they make you think things are better than what they really are. That's why we should never judge for a first impression on someone or something. You can loose many good experiences if you decide to judge for the first impression instead of giving a chance to whatever it needs one. That was exactly what I did with a person.

This person at first seems to me very crazy and outgoing. That type of girls who go out every Thursday, fraday and Saturday. The first time I saw her in a party she smoke tow cigarret packets in three hours I will said. She also drinks like crazy and I will even say she dance with every man in the party. She seems like thous girs who are really lost in the world.

My thoughts confirm at school were she didn't have good grades neather. She never makes any effort to overcome her problem at scool. For me her only purpose for going to scool was nearing new people. I really conceder her does types of girls whom wich I will never get well. One of the girls which I conceder I don't have anything in common.

For my big surprise I was really wrong about all my thoughts. Ofcourse for me noticing this many events happen before. It all starts with helps. This is a helping program all IV grade students have the opportunity to go. At first I was scare to go because all my friends were going to another helping team, and the only ones which were my friends were all boys. The first day on the bus I seat at the back with the boys wich were all good friends.

When we get to zacapa we were all prety anxious of seen which were our room mates. I stay in the room with one of the girls I have known for long time ago but we weren't that close. Any way I preferred staying with her than with this girl whom I think was a lost girl in the world. That day we ate all together and I still conceder her crazy. The next day everything starts changing.

My first work was with this girl who was best friend of the girl I conceder totally crazy. I had never had a good or bad impresion of this girl because I have never seen her out of scool or focus on what se did at scool so I have no reasons for judging her. And she turns to be a really good friend. We were all day long together and share many times. She was really nice with me and we had a really good time.

That night we get all together and I start changing my concept about this other girl. I find out that yes she was crazy as I think, but not in the way I think. My concept of her changes into a better concept. I start considering he a good friend and a good person. For the way she include every one and accept others not mattering who they were.

But that was not all. Many month after he came to my house to study with another friend, and of course the least thing we did was study. I don't know how but we start talking about life. I descover we actually have many things in common. We booth have bad family experiences, the only thing that change was the way we decide to overcome that problems.

Sine that day we became really close and we actually conceder at each other friends right know. I know I count on her for every problem I have. We also go out for the movies or to eat every time we can, and even I know we have plenty of difference I realize we are so much alike. The differences we have also benefit each of us in a certain way. She can hive me pretty good advices about party life, and I can give advices to her about problems of life.

In that way we complement each other and make our frendship each time stronger. She was the first person that actually shows me the value of knowing people befor judging them. And I thank her for that big lesson of life she gave me. By my experience I can tell you that even thoes whom you conceder the worst persons or influence for you could give you a big lesson of life and even turn to be one of your best friends. Just as she change mine.

childhood memory

The biggest childhood memory I have is my dog called Zuly. Probably everyone will ask how a dog can be special. For me Zuly was more than my pet. I truly consider her my sister, or my best friend. She was a beautiful brown dachshund.

The first time I met her was at my mother store. She was a gift from my dad. And the first thing y remember from her was the scratch she made me. She was so beautiful and small, that when my sister and I saw her, the first thing we try to do was pulling her up. Big mistake by the way!  She suddenly turns around and makes a scratch in my face. I cry, because I was 5 years old and it was my first bad experience with a dog.

That day we take Zuly home and as most of the dogs do, she make pi in every corner she find. My mother which is and obsessive cleaner freaks out, and take her out of the house as a punishment. The little dog didn't mind and instead of behave in a good way she destroy one of my mother's plants. This was just another reason for my mother to hate her. For my sister and me these events were just pretty comic, and we were so in love with the dog that nothing will make it look bad at our eyes.

During the next period of time my mother teaches her very well to make her necessities out of the house. We were responsible of taking her to the green area every day, which was an easy rule to follow, because every of our friends were in love with my dog Zuly. She also learn to sleep with my mom and dad in their bed which of course at first was a little disturbing to my parents but then they get used to her. One time my mother get confuse with my father's leg and the dog. She thought she was pulling the dog but it actually was my father’s leg. It was pretty fun when they tell us the story.

My parents used to get out frequently to the movies, or friends reunions. My sister and I always stay home by our selves, not only at night but also during the day because they both work all day long. My mother always says to my dog "take care of the girls" but just as a joke. One night my grandma, who is my neighbor came in the night to check if we were ok because we were alone. For her surprise Zuly didn't let get inside my mother's room, where we were sleeping, and when she step in Zuly try to bite her. Since that time my mom never worry again on living us alone because they    actually realize how this dog cares so much about us.

I get every time more in love which this dog. She was more than just my pet, she was my friend, my protector, my sister, and in a certain way my happiness. She was such an intelligent dog that every time we were sad or crying she always throws in our belly and gives us a big kiss in the face. Fir many people this could sound disgusting, but for us it was the best cure, and the best way to cheer us up. And by these small details our love for her grows each time more and more.

Her intelligence goes that far that she even know the time in which we were suppose to go to the bus. When we were late she starts barking, and runs from the kitchen, where we were taking breakfast, to the door. She also knows how to ask to go out. This was comic because she brings her collar and put it in your feet and of course we were unable to say no. She was also a pretty good hunter; no rat was able to get away from her.

All my childhood was happy and full of laughs because of her. When I was scare the first thing I do was called my dog. I also remember that whenever it was a cockroach in the house she roll over it to kill it. That always makes me laugh. Of course we give her a shower after every dead cockroach.

Because she was told she gets sick. A big tumor came out of her chest. We love her so much that we were not able to see her suffering. For me, after all she gave to us, the least thing we owe her was a happy and not suffered ending. Even though we cry for one week and even now I still drop a tear when I remember her, I am sincerely happy because I know we gave her the princess's life she deserve. Now I know she is an angel and even she is not with me I carry her in my heart.

The first drastic weather change I experience

The weather, generally speaking, here in Guatemala is very pleasant. It is never too cold or too hot. The best thing about it is that you can use any kind of cloth during the whole year. Of course at December it is colder than in June but it is never a drastic change. And it is always possible to wear a short during December or a sweeter in June. Even though it is not drastic the weather is very wet, which is an advantage because plants grow beautifully. It could also be a disadvantage because if you want your hair to last for a long time fix up, it will take you a pretty hard time to make it.   

Since I was a little girl I always used to spend Christmas in Guatemala with my whole family. For the things I remember, I do have wonderful times with them; I used to eat tamales made by my grandma, my sister, and me, which are pretty good by the way. When start karate, my life start changing a little bit to. Gladly for everyone this was all positive changes.  One of them was what I do at Christmas. The first time I went out of the country, which was also the first time I didn’t spend Christmas with my whole family, I went to Disney world, Orlando.

It was when I was 13 years old. I went with my mom and many of my karate friends. At first I was a little scare because it was the first time I ever went to Disney, and even though I like the rides the feeling of being nervous never lives until you are there. Also, at the same time I was pretty excited because of the new experience I was about to live. I was also pretty happy to shear this experience with my mother and my sister. I was pretty sure it will be the perfect trip.

A sunny day at the beginning :)



The first day we were there, the weather was warm, it was a beautiful sunny day, and it could not be better. It continues that way for 3 more days. For our bad the day we went to the four Disney parks the weather was not as warm as it was before, but steel it was warm. At 3:00pm of that day the weather changes drastically. It gets all the way down to 0° Celsius. Even though I have a sweeter it was not enough for that extreme cold weather, besides it was my first time in weather under 16° Celsius. None of us were prepared for that.

For me it was very impressive to see how the weather changes that much in just hours, and in such a drastic way, from being a sunny day to a total cold day of December. Of course the rest of the day in the park was not as fun as before. I was literary frizzing, I couldn't even felt my hands. My nose was red as a tomato and my feet hurt a lot because of the cold weather. It was the first time of my life I felt so cold, and because the Disney’s sweaters were so expensive, and probably I will never use it again I didn’t buy one.



red nose!!

Even though we were all freezing, we stay in the park making lines for the attractions, because after all we were already there and we will not let a cold weather end all the fun we were having. I also remember that when I get up in the tower of terror I couldn't even open my eyes because of the cold wind. I was that cold that even though it was my first time in that ride I don't even screen. We stay there until 12:00am, after the fireworks end. In the videos I take you will notice how cold the weather was, and probably the last thing you will see in it will be the fireworks because my whole body was shivering with cold. That was the first time I totally lose control of my body, because even though I didn't want to continue shivering, I couldn't control myself.

This was all in New Year’s Eve, and the fireworks are the last thigh I remember doing that day. I was so tired of running in parks, and also with so many cold, that all I want was my bed, and get warm in the house. It do turn to be the best experience of my life, and even though, I still go almost every Christmas to Disney there was not another time like this. I think that not mattering what a weather circumstance is, or if you are freezing, there will never be another experience like that, because of course I never get out in Orlando during this days without a good sweater, so enjoy every single second of your life not mattering in what circumstances you find yourself, because after a while you will regret of letting them ruin your time.