Monday, April 8, 2013
The Tallow Candle (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hans_Christian_Andersen)
It sizzled and fizzled as the flames fired the cauldron.. it was the Tallow Candle’s cradle - and out of the warm cradle came a flawless candle; solid, shining white and slim it was formed in a way that made everyone who saw it believe that it was a promise of a bright and radiant future – promises that everyone who looked on believed it would really want to keep and fulfil.
The sheep – a fine little sheep – was the candle’s mother, and the melting pot its father. Its mother had given it a shiny white body and an inkling about life, but from its father it had been given a craving for the flaming fire that would eventually go through its marrow and bone and shine for it in life.
That’s how it was born and had grown; and with the best and brightest anticipation cast itself into existence. There it met so many, many strange creations that it became involved with, wanting to learn about life – and perhaps find the place where it would best fit in. But it had too much faith in the world that only cared about itself, and not at all about the Tallow Candle. A world that failed to understand the value of the candle, and thus tried to use it for its own benefit, holding the candle wrongly; black fingers leaving bigger and bigger blemishes on its pristine white innocence which eventually faded away, completely covered by the dirt of a surrounding world that had come much too close; much closer than the candle could endure, as it had been unable to tell grime from purity – although it remained pristine and unspoiled inside.
False friends found they could not reach its inner self and angrily cast the candle away as useless.
The filthy outer shell kept all the good away – scared as they were to be tainted with grime and blemishes – and they stayed away.
So there was the poor Tallow Candle, solitary and left alone, at a loss at what to do. Rejected by the good, it now realised it had only been a tool to further the wicked. It felt so unbelievably unhappy, because it had spent its life to no good end – in fact it had perhaps sullied the better parts of its surroundings. It just could not determine why it had been created or where it belonged; why it had been put on this earth – perhaps to end up ruining itself and others.
More and more, and deeper and deeper, it contemplated – but the more it considered itself, the more despondent it became, finding nothing good, no real substance for itself, no real goal for the existence it had been given at its birth. As if the grimy cape had also covered its eyes.
But then it met a little flame, a tinder box. It knew the candle better than the Tallow Candle knew itself. The tinder box had such a clear view – straight through the outer shell – and inside it found so much good. It came closer and there was bright expectation in the candle – it lit and its heart melted.
Out burst the flame, like the triumphant torch of a blissful wedding. Light burst out bright and clear all around, bathing the way forward with light for its surroundings – its true friends – who were now able to seek truth in the glow of the candle.
The body too was strong enough to give sustenance to the fiery flame. One drop upon another, like the seeds of a new life, trickled round and chubby down the candle, covering the old grime with their bodies.
They were not just the bodily, but also the spiritual issue of the marriage.
And the Tallow Candle had found its right place in life – and shown that it was a real candle, and went on to shine for many a year, pleasing itself and the other creations around it.
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Posted by Alice
It is generally accepted that adolescence is the most important periods in the human life because this period forms the basic principles for the rest of our lives. Also, it is common knowledge that all the teens face a wide range of problems. In my opinion, the most serious problem is bodily changes accompanied by psychological alterations and behavioural problems.
It is very difficult for them to see their body change so fast and to be obliged to accept that they cannot do anything to stop this procedure if they want to. They feel imprisoned in their body and all this pressure makes them rebel in every occasion without a serious reason. Obviously, for this unpleasant situation hormons are responsible which overwhelm their organism so much that momentarily they feel happy and after a while they are unhappy and nervous without being able to explain what happens iside themselves. they struggle to have a balance but that seems very difficult sometimes.
As for the ways to tacle this problem, there are a few steps that could be taken. Parents, teachers, relatives and everybody who is around them should be patient, tolerating any rude expression or bad behavior, knowing that it is not their fault that they cannot manage the problems which appear. The adults who have the experience of this age, ought to understand adolescences and help them with some discussions about how they felt when went through these problems and make them realize that it is a time period which is going to pass by.
Further more, teenagers should be activated in sports and exercises because in this way they relieve their tension, are calmer and help their body to grow right. Last but not least, school teachers in cooperation with parents should listen what teens talk about very carefully, which their secret thoughts are and what they really feel. Adults usually demand children to obey the rules because this is a convenient and easy way to handle anything, but in reality they ignore teens' problems.
All in all, taking all these into account I believe that puberty should be a wonderful age!