Sunday, 17 July 2011

THE WAY

Yesterday I watched a film in TV: The Way. It is a great film and I liked so much. A movie starring Martin Sheen and some stars I didn't know until then. Wonderful... Really a nice film.
It's a father's story who embarks upon to a far country. The only purpose was to recover his once son dead.
By special situations during the route had made a greatest changes in his own way of thinking. The most important of those is the fact to confront his mistakes and start to correct them. Another question is learning to enjoy his more essential possession, his own live.
At beginning to the film his son said him: life isn't chosen, life should be lived. And I'm agree at all.


Mariola.

Sunday, 27 March 2011

The wonderfull miracle of life

I wish be like a great window to see the people wearing their wonderfull nakedness. So much that I want to watch at all, no lies, only your truth. It's all we have, this and our life. I wish be like a great ear to hear the sound of the silent words, the silence to the people who wonder why the world is as it's and why there are a lot of murders and wars and how the leader of a country kills his own people every day. I can't understand it. I believe in people so much that I think is posible a change but I don't know how must we paid for it. What is the price of life? Life is priceless but they still do not know. I hope that one day people it will know but I don't know if we will have any time.

Tuesday, 7 September 2010

The princess and the time


There once was a princess who would not mourn. She had the sea in her eyes, a deep and dark sea. She had a haunting beauty, as well as the sea. Few men dared to enter in her eyes. All the men were afraid of sinking.
Our princess was alone, always alone. Her only friend was the time. The time never left her, and she danced for him at all times.
Time he loved her and wanted only for him. But it was an impossible love. One night, the girl danced for a man. The man wasn't afraid, he spent much time at the sea. The time, ungry, turned the girl in a old woman. The princess cried and cried for many days. The people said that the tears of the princess filled the kingdom, making all in a salt water lake. Some people claim to have seen two pearls in the deepest, the princess's eyes.

END

Saturday, 4 September 2010

Who, how, where, why...




WHO: My name is Mariola. I'm a woman and I am forty-three years old.
HOW: Ufff! I am sentimental, and a curious woman. Some times, an exigent woman.


WHERE: I'm from to Banyoles.
WHY: I want to use this blog to express my feelings. Is very dificult for me because I dont remember this language. I never had a good level but I want to learn. I think it's not too late for me.
I had study english for a long time, but that was long ago.
Forgive my bad english, sorry. With the time I will see my evolution.
Bye!