‘Memories/The Past’
My final piece is about my own grandfather remembering his past and childhood. I recall him saying with a teary eye, “I’m proud of my past and I’m not ashamed of any little bit of it. But what I am ashamed of is this insignificant being I have become.” This was my inspiration! It made me realize it’s everything that you achieve now that counts, because when you get to that age when you need someone to help you walk or you need someone to help you get out of bed, it’s too late, there’s nothing that can be done anymore.
Memories are a way of holding onto our past and not letting it go, giving us a little glimmer of hope that someday we may become that young and valuable man or lady we once were. Therefore, I advise any person in this world who has seen my piece of work to make the best of their life now. So when they are at that age and holding nothing but their memories and achievements, they will be proud. They will be respected and the youthful person they once were. Although this time they will be stronger and even greater, maybe not physically, but without, doubt mentally.
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