Now that's what I call 'satisfaction'.
Dear Reader,
I am soo happy but not like the cheerful kind of happy, the proud kind.
So I told you the photos of the school play were going to be exposed on school this week. My Latin teacher (also the producer of the school play) organized a vernissage on Thursday and Friday. People could come look at the photos and have something to drink or eat. For that my Latin teacher needed help. Someone to serve the appetizers and drinks, to clean the glasses, to keep control on everything. I wanted to help so I helped on Thursday and Friday, both days.
Thursday I was the only pupil to do everything. There was one teacher who had to keep control on the thing and I had to do all the rest. It was pretty frustrating and I worked really hard. There were not so many people, but when you're alone to handle it all, it is pretty heavy. So I had to walk a lot. It was like a circle that never ended: clean the glasses, wipe the classes, pour the drinks in the glasses, serve the glasses, pick up the empty glasses, back in the kitchen to clean the glasses, wipe the glasses, pour the drinks in the glasses, pick up the empty glasses, back in the kitchen to clean the glasses, wipe the glasses, ... and it went on and on. No time to lose and everything had to happen quickly. Djeezz.. I walked kilometers, I'm pretty sure about that.
My Latin teacher -who's normally hard to reach out for, a difficult man to understand, a bit the 'Mr. Mathews' from 90210- was actually friendly. For the first time I felt his appreciation. For the first time in three years he finally sort of 'let me in'. The last couple of months he's been nicer already, but Thursday was the first time I felt he was softening up for me. Well, obviously because I did all the hard work that evening (okay, he did help a little) but .. Damn, I forgot what I wanted to say.
Anyway, I never thought he would soften up for me and I've always known that I was just pupil and I had to stay polite and call him by 'mister' and his last name (a lot of pupils forget to stay polite in front of adults, djeezz.. I can't believe it). I've always known my place, so when I called my Latin teacher and when he said: 'Call me M.' (M is the first letter of his first name, but he meant that I could call him by his first name instead of his last name). I couldn't, I just continued: 'Mister B. ...' (Of course I call a person by his entire name, I'm not like: Hey; what's up, Bee or Gee or A ? I don't use abbreviations for names/). He does allow that to other pupils, I wasn't the first pupil who could, but still. I appreciated it though, but I couldn't. It would feel weird if I would call him by his first name.
I could feel he started appreciating and respecting me more and more.
His appreciation gives me satisfaction. So when I went home, it was already late but I felt great and I was full of satisfaction so the next day I helped too.
There were more people and also more pupils, but half of the pupils did nothing and we were 6. That was frustrating me a lot. But anyway.. at the end, it was me again who stayed until 10PM. Then my Latin teacher gave me three kisses on the cheeks before I left. Yay! hihi..
In Belgium people give each other three kisses at special occasions or long-time-no-see-situations. Usually people give each other one kiss to say hello or goodbye. So let's say the three kisses were normal, but he is a teacher soo.. not so naturally, but it's not like it's not proper. It was to thank me. I think he was so grateful that he had to do something. I didn't expect it, but I was happy because that was the confirmation to all I thought of the day before. He definitely softened up for me and that means a lot me because I admire him. I also met his girlfriend. She's beautiful and nice.
My being of a respectful, friendly and polite pupil has finally paid off. I can't tell you how satisfied I am. I think that's what I live for; satisfaction. I mostly get that by helping people, so maybe that's my call. Haha. We'll see what I'll become but I'll definitely be helping people.
When you have an ability to do something that others may not have (littlest things like: cooking, writing, reading, driving, anything), or when you have a 'gift' or talent to do something, you should practice that on people who need that ability of yours. At least, that's what I'm thinking. You don't have to dedicate your whole life to charity, of course. It's up to you to chose when and for what.
& So I've done some thinking about it and I found a theory: When there is a project, it needs help, you offer help and help will offer you satisfaction.
Well, exams are coming up. I definitely made a good impression on the teachers and the school principal. So from now, I hope everything can go on more easily.
Bye!
Oh, and about my cousin? Forget about him ;D
& I got my own computer on my desk :D
Mlle N.