June had so many things come that weren’t just dreams. I began to feel that I was wasting time. Every day: get up late, Facebook, eat dinner, sleep, Facebook, eat, sleep.
Every day the same, I gradually became depressed. Things weren’t good. The second mistake after a week, making me feel “5mm dropped skin face where.” I want to stop all. But my dream was still there.
Then, I began to believe in the existence of something called “destiny.” At the same time a year ago, I was heavily stressed, had to find a decision and understood that decision affects my life later.
In a place far, more than 1000 km from home, everything would stop and be forgiven for stopping. To eat, to go out, to learn in a whole new environment. The novelty was needed at that time. Later, I realized, I was too cramped. Freeing some time would make me feel better and when I came back I could solve my mess.
FEL helped me get closer to my plan. In June, I met a man and he asked me how to learn English. I was embarrassed and realized that my way of learning was troublesome and unstructured.
FEL asked me to reflect, at what you learned from your siblings, in the programs and organizations that you participated in previously, and what you will see as good or bad.
This process has made me realize that in this life you are lucky. The subject of the essay prompt had taught me that something may be beneficial to me personally but at the same time, my neighbor might be in trouble. If I cannot help those people, I cannot achieve anything.
The time spent at FEL is the best time in my life. It made me regret when I returned home. The initial thinking about FEL gradually changed and just kept certain things true.
I still remember the days when I ran up to the deadline for a project, just trying to perfect the homework and feel tired. I just wanted to sleep lazy in bed and sleep a long time. But I think tomorrow I will see Miss Sadie and my heart wants to come early.
Sometimes when I learn in the English Class, I felt a bit scared, but Sadie’s energy is so strong that it spills over to me and then each of Sadie’s lectures naturally burns into my memory.
Culture & Life Skills Class was the only class in my life that I wanted to spend more time with and not stop until I’m exhausted. Remembering the Learning Lab class, I was able to talk to the “Elsa Elf Millionaire” under the guidance of RAs, ATs.
I am very touched because this is one of the rare times I found someone who can be patient with me. You have given me the inspiration to practice pronunciation.
FEL is friends – some your age, some older than you. 39 people from 39 provinces spread across the country. Each person has a personality, a color and a passion. Each person has a hidden source of energy so that when it is exploded, the fire will shine. There are not enough words to describe the friends.
I was embarrassed to tell them where to start and what words to use. Every week, the beautiful memories I can not forget. I will keep my own. Every time I was sad, I would like to have as friends have friends close to me at FEL perhaps things will not be bad.
FEL is filled with a talented staff. It will be difficult to find another place where talented and busy people regularly check student progress, answer questions, assist students at all times, and email student guides like this program.
And at FEL, I see the mission of young people and enthusiasm extremely admirable. I was overwhelmed to look at each of you. Every time I feel distracted, I asked myself again how can you get that energy source.
True love is too difficult to describe in terms of specific imagery. In FEL, a kid who did not believe someone could love her unconditionally changed her mind. I could do it because FEL is family.
On farewell day, everyone looked sad and cried. I did not understand why my heart is empty. I never felt so far away from anyone or could not see myself again. When the friends left, I felt like I was just going home to visit my parents and would be back soon. Sometimes, taking hugs from friends, I asked myself, “Why were we so sociable? We stayed together for 30 days and then we would cry over what to wear.”
But coming back from the airport, on the highway in the middle of the night, only a few cars passed us. I felt cold inside. My mother asked me more about my friends and life in FEL but it made me sadder. The new distance started to become noticeable. I have a bit of understanding why people are crying, why the strong people became weak again.
In the days that followed, I kept in touch with my friends. Then, week 2, week 3, every week passed the ability to connect also decreased. Each person returned back to life and reacts to the present. I understand that to keep in touch it is extremely difficult.
We can remember each other, think of each other when sad. But will we remember each other forever? Time can bring people closer but it is not difficult to separate people.
Thanks to those who are away from me but still listen to me every day through Facebook. Thank you for sharing with me and for writing a book that is still unfinished for the summer of 2017.
Hope with your dreams and potential, you all will fly higher and further in the future. Continue contributing to the community and spreading FEL’s spirit.
See you all again one day.
Rocketeer Nguyen Thanh Lam
