Whew! A thousand words for Assignment 1! I wonder what to say about myself. Let me think.

I consider myself as a passive writer. It is only when emotions spell that words flow voluntarily that I write. Also, I felt like doing it when am inspired with a particular event whether it is sad or happy. Unthinkably I was called sarcastically smart by a Saudi Arab officemate. He said that it was the right description of my personality. I do not know what those two words were meant. I felt that he enjoys the way I am. But how I understood with those flowers he gave was to appease me. I know that he cant stand the way I acted when my reflexes were triggered to get enlightened. It was just his way to accept the person sitting on the cubicle next to his during office days for the total of 32 hours a week. He also wanted me believed him that our officemates similarly saw what he had seen on my person. Anyways, I came to discover the meaning of the person that I am according to my officemates. The situation was some kind of a masterpiece. And here was how it happened. Early this year our organization gathered for our yearly Safety Award recognition ceremony. Included on the plan was each division should deliver a presentation. Our division should give a presentation an hour before lunch as shown on the program. Time came for my officemate to deliver his presentation. He passes by our table and tapped my shoulder. When our eyes met he gave me a wink and smiled. He started his power point presentation with a greeting. The first moment he clicked the mouse a cartoon character emerged saying Common, give me a chance to greet them my good morning too. It seems there was a bug on his file, we thought. But laughter echoed out of our surprise. We were shocked too when our presenter talked to the character just like it was an ordinary human being, I am sorry! Of course I will, but let me finish these few lines before you greet them. The caricature nodded to agree. Allow me to introduce Tintin to all of you. Tintin will be with me all throughout this presentation. He will be my savior whenever I lost words to say. The character was introduced. Tintins eyes wink and said, Hmmm your Angel? I forgot to wear my wings. Ha ha ha good morning everyone I am Tintin. I am his redeemer, then he pauses to continue, Could you all hear me? Give me your ears. The room reverberated with the YES response and laughter from the attendees. Tintin captured the stage. Everyone was awakened. Tintin as a character was a circle and an oval figure joined together. The small circle was his head. The two dots were his eyes. He wore an oversized eyeglass covering his little nose. A thumb size oval figure was his body. The two lines connected on both sides were his arms that have oversized fingers for pointing. His foot was the two straight lines at the bottom. He was bald. All throughout the presentation attendees were focused anticipating for Tintin next antics. Tintin opens his small mouth whenever his reflexes get agitated. For example when the presenter talked about statistics, Tintin would say, Hey, dont brag me with that figure, we all knew that. Then scratch his head. But by the way who said that to you? Instead to asked data reference. After my officemate presentation he passes by our table again and smiled at me. I took the opportunity to tell him how good it was. On my ears he whispered, Yeah, because you are good. I was blown by what he said. At lunch time I seek an opportunity to talk and I asked why he said that to me. He gave me a giggle for the answer. His laughter prompted our Gen. Supervisor who was sitting beside him to ask. He answered, Tintin. To my astonishment both of them begun to laugh. Uneasy, I asked them curiously serious, Was there something funny? Do I look like a damned funny thing here? What was this all about the laughter? I was about to

leave when both of them said That character was you! Me? Who? Myself? Yeah! You are so damned sarcastically smart man! he told me. What was that? Later on I learned that during the planning stage of the presentation they wanted something informative and fun. They wanted to make sure that attendees would not feel sleepy. At the meeting they remembered my antics. There were times I made them feel stupid with my verbal responses but my point was uncontestable. They always lend ears on me talking. I delivered it with style they said that made them sit to smile and browse their memories with whys. I dispense those awkward set of words with ease like music to their ears. When they try to imitate me, people get hurt. I do not know how I delivered the spiel but the truth was, I too wonder why they fancied those snaps of words even though it was biting. Hey, profane language is not my style. I am some kind of a blue-pencil for them or a highlighter that caused them to turn-around from anger to smile and laughter. This is me that I wrote. Going back to writing in particular, it was my dream to become a famous writer but my father wanted me to be an engineer. He was successful to have me graduate with his dream becoming a Civil Engineer. Somehow I learned to enjoy the profession. Mathematics was one of my favorite subjects. I work as an Engineering Technician in one of the world known oil companies in Saudi Arabia. During free time I wrote prose. On my Facebook account I have fans. One lady said to me that she collects my prose. But as long as she associate me with her prose collection I appreciate the value, I told her.