Prompt: Describe one of your quirks and why it is part of who you are. Thanks for editing!
I hate keeping a diary.
My teacher in elementary school underscored the benefits of keeping a diary over and over. She pointed out that through keeping a diary we could learn the lesson of life, so we must write down our insightful reflection in it. Thus one of our daily homework was to write a diary with a minimum of 300 words.
I believed all of my classmates have the same schedule as mine, but, even now, I cannot figure out why they would definitely find old lady waiting for help to cross the road, or pick up a coin and handed it in the police, on their way home every day. However, I didn't have experience so exciting, and I never write about thoughts, highly praised by my teacher, on helping an old lady or giving back the money I found. On the contrary, I always brought a notebook, on which I recorded an advertisement in the street or copied the shape of a leaf. Unfortunately my teacher didn't appreciate my honesty, and thus my final evaluation was always not that engaging.
How can I learn different life truth every day? I record what I actually go through, rather than empty talk. Inspiration does, now and then, come from keeping a diary, but the purpose of doing so is not to gain something. Putting too much attention on utility distorts the original meaning of logging. I record things merely because I want to write them. Similarly I study for knowledge not for good grades; I live for life not for money or fame.
I hate keeping a diary.
My teacher in elementary school underscored the benefits of keeping a diary over and over. She pointed out that through keeping a diary we could learn the lesson of life, so we must write down our insightful reflection in it. Thus one of our daily homework was to write a diary with a minimum of 300 words.
I believed all of my classmates have the same schedule as mine, but, even now, I cannot figure out why they would definitely find old lady waiting for help to cross the road, or pick up a coin and handed it in the police, on their way home every day. However, I didn't have experience so exciting, and I never write about thoughts, highly praised by my teacher, on helping an old lady or giving back the money I found. On the contrary, I always brought a notebook, on which I recorded an advertisement in the street or copied the shape of a leaf. Unfortunately my teacher didn't appreciate my honesty, and thus my final evaluation was always not that engaging.
How can I learn different life truth every day? I record what I actually go through, rather than empty talk. Inspiration does, now and then, come from keeping a diary, but the purpose of doing so is not to gain something. Putting too much attention on utility distorts the original meaning of logging. I record things merely because I want to write them. Similarly I study for knowledge not for good grades; I live for life not for money or fame.