Knowledge

 

I remember that day when a friend of mine was teaching me how to repair an oil filter in his car. I was about 10 years old, he was much older than me but he was very patient.

The hours passed unnoticed and I was dazzled with all the little bits and pieces inside an engine.

My friend was so surprised of my commitment to learn more about engines, that he invited me on a different occasion to ensemble a whole engine for a car he was reconstructing. Continue reading

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Repeating

Why was I so afraid to ride a bicycle that day? I had enjoyed riding my bike as a child and despite the fact that many years had passed, the memory of those joyful days riding through the parks were still fresh in my mind.

So how come I suddenly felt so scared to ride a bicycle?

After all, my uncle Richard just wanted me to see the beautiful sights of east England! What could be wrong with that?

Just the view of that bicycle made me shiver. I felt a huge fear in my solar plexus and that kept me from accepting my uncle’s invitation.

It took me a while to detect where that fear came from.

I thought all my memories related to bicycles were good, but after a detailed scrutiny of my deepest memories, I was able to reminisce the last time I rode a bike as a child. Yes, a long long time ago.

I could remember I lost control of the bike and I felt down hurting myself badly, due to the accident my bicycle got damaged and I couldn’t ride it anymore.  After that I move to a new house and changed bicycles for roller skates. So that was the end of my cycling career.

But some way, my brain saved that feeling of pain and fear of the accident and filed it in a section of my mind that was not consulted very often, so my conscious mind did not have it very present. Therefore, it was apparently forgotten.

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Envy

He showed me his brand new mobile phone, it was nice, more RAM memory (working memory), faster processor, and the battery seems to last longer, so less time to keep worrying about finding a place to charge his phone during the day.

I loved the colour and the screen looked much brighter and with a better definition.

I handed back the mobile to him with a smile and he just looked at me for a while in silence.  Then he asked me if I was not going to say anything about it.

So I told him once more that I liked the mobile very much and that I was happy for him and to enjoy his new acquisition.  And really I felt very happy for him, he was pleased and you can easily tell it. His eyes had that excited sparkle inside. Continue reading