"You can't use up creativity. The more you use, the more you have." Maya Angelou From the day we are born, many people have an impact in our lives. They affect us, influencing our behavior and choices as we journey through our existence. My passion for flowers, gardening, reading and making up stories came from two important people in my life: my granddad (my mom’s dad) and my dad – my biggest influences. I remember spending a lot of time with my granddad, in his house or in his country cottage, called “Cottage of Roses” and learning how to take care of his roses and even to grow new species by breeding them. Always with a rag doll in my hands, and as curious as I could be, I would quietly observe him only to make my footprints on his beautiful flower beds, literally talking to all the flowers, plants and to even my little doll, making up the most incredible stories. I especially loved his garden at his house though, with the red-tiled paths, where I would spend hours sitting near the moss that covered the floor, and the mushrooms – how much they fascinated me! I would look at the rays of light through the plants shining on the varied insects and imagine there lived tiny little people too, and the mushrooms were their houses. Every afternoon spent there, gave life to a new story, generally the continuation of the previous ones. Each ray of light, or drops of rain gave me inspiration to create more and more stories. All I need was a spark to ignite the fire of creativity. Reformulated and adapted to other realities, some of these stories are often brought to my classes - a spark to ignite students’ creativity. Developed into activities in given moments of some classes and by giving students room to grow in their own ways and allowing them to shine, the most amazing and creative productions came to life. Most of the time, this is all our students need: something or someone to ignite a spark of their curiosity and help them develop their own creativity. The more I teach and inspire students, the more I am inspired by them to learn - my students become my teachers and ignite the spark I need to develop myself, both professionally and personally. A beautiful circle of curiosity leading to inspiration and creativity, lighting our ways in which we can shape our dreams and make them come true. The more we share, the more it comes back to us. Now, if I could start this story again, I would write: the biggest influences in my life were my granddad and dad, and ALL my students through all these years. All of you have touched my soul and changed me forever.
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There were times when passion and vigor exhaled from my being, But they got lost in the cold and dark night In which the shine from your lovely eyes seduced me And stole my life essence. Since then, I carry the unknown Along the scarlet roads of loneliness. And there I go… Only the Moon keeps me company. How I wish I could free myself And be just like the haughty creatures; Finally walk free From the strings that limit me. Oh, noble creatures! How beautiful and free you are! Imposing dragons, Illuminated beings! Flying free, Not even fear accompanies you. Owner of your own destinies, Do you ever face obstacles? My heart does not beat anymore, My veins do not flow with life, My instinct fails, The light, little by little, goes out… I wander through the darkness of the alleys of my soul, Seeking something that I do not even know exists… Something capable of suppressing the emptiness that settled down in me And able to unravel the mysteries of eternity… Fly… Fly imposing creatures! Fly wherever you will… Follow only your instincts. We shall meet in a place where there is no darkness George Orwell |
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