Dandelion

I know the time where I was on the chair. It is a yellow day that I could stay on the class. I was a 3
years student in my high school. It’s been a long time day should I stay on the school. You may be the
same with me. My name is Patrick, I am seventeen years old. It is not about who I am that special to be
talked about.

It is about how people changed me. How they were so unpredictable to do their position, yes
their position languages, at least their life. They do as the same as people did. Sleep, eat, study, work,
and take a bath. So simple of life.

You, and specially me neither don’t understand what’s purpose of life. To have a god, to life with,
or just doing what must be like on the roles that I played and learned about till now. I do it like why I
don’t understand to life.

I found it by do many action. People may think I am only an ordinary people who has crazy
thinking and so wishful. But me said it is me who I want to be. If I understand what’s life is, I will explain
the reason why I think crazy always, not like other boys in my school, in my circles. I am so boring boy,
not only bored. I am so cool as people said.

There is nothing to be good to have me, it is so complicated as on my mind. When I saw through
the window I got that sometimes mirror can reflect who you are in the mirror. But they can tell exactly
who you are in your life. It is only the appearances, not the souls.

After the romance, fly in the air with do many things in the school. As the other days, do the
same. After the National examination I was be one of the best students in my school. And I am the best
students in my class, but honestly I don’t get it. Really, I don’t get what like people say at me.

The flat life is the only thing that I could not explain to, but after the moment I graduated it is all
over. I Have changed. I got the invitations on working in one of the best, I know it on may 2011. The
months after final examination, the day after I got the announcement of my marks. I work on the place
named workshop of the car body repair. It is so funny that it is not my passion to work. Passion to do
until the day I will be with my wife and sons. How can the workers there focus in their duties if somehow
they don’t get goo payment as they hope. It can’t buy a foods for whole days in a months. It is about 60
US$.

Okay we can compare to what a human needs. Me as human, needs a accommodation to get me
to the office. In one day 1 day I needs 1 dollar, means how much I need in a month 26 dollars. 60-26=34
dollars. For eating, I needs 1.5 dollar per meal means around 40 dollars per month. How can people
there so strong to survive their life with less payment. I don’t get it. Don’t understand why.

I asked one of worker “Do you like to working here?” “No.” “Why you can survive 3 years to work
here, and don’t want to find others” “I have no choice, I have a wife, 2 children, they still babies” “But
you can try sell something, by that you can give more money to your family/” “I have no special skills, I
had tried and I failed” he continued.
“You can try and try again” I answer his statement. “Pat, I have no budgets. You don’t know anything!”
This conversation told me that life isn’t about you, it is about how you can survive, how your family can
stay life, how they will be happy and get as others human must have.

But this conversation told me to survive and survive, try and try, and there are no reasons to be
entrepreneur, it is not about causes and effects. It is about the passion. Now, I got my passion. An
entrepreneur. And someday after this story been written. I am a success man. For me and for people
around me. Like a dandelion. A new hope in white colored. Fly and reach what it wants be, somewhere,
sometimes. Just fly as its passion.