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Looking out a window,
thinking, watching, and starring. Your eyes don’t blink, you
freeze, and your mind goes blank…. Everything comes back to
you, you think yourself, what is my path? Which way do I go?
Mainly, What is my dream?
Everyone dreams, and your
dreams might be fixated on someone or something, but
whatever it is, its something special that you hold deep
within. Without a dream inside of you, how could you get up
in the morning and say, “I’m going to do this today” a
dream is like a goal, except it takes you a step further in
life. Anything is possible, the only thing that is holding
you back is you. No matter what others think of your dream,
you will always try as hard as you can to accomplish your
dream.
I have written this essay
about my dream just to explain to you what the word dream
really means to me, the word dream to me means having
something inside you that you really love and want to
accomplish, even if he hurts you. My dream is for world
peace. So many people are dying just to have rights for
their people, but maybe it doesn’t matter if people are
dieing it other countries, and there are suicide bombing
just for rights and lands. Maybe this means nothing to us,
nothing, because we are living in paradise. We are welcomed
home with foods shoved up our mouths, but have you ever
thought what it was like for other people in our countries?
This is not how the world should be.
Have you ever seen your
grandparents or parents? Well, I know some people that
haven’t seen their parents/grandparents because they have
died in wars, and others have been buried to death just
because they weren’t “the right people” and didn’t help
fight it wars. Can you see what wars are doing to us? They
are bringing conflict, making us lose our love ones, and
destroying our lives.
I use to live in
Vietnam
and our family was suffering during the wars, but that was
until we were immigrated to
Australia with the help of
my aunt. I thought it was going change my life, the way I
lived and the environment I lived in. It meant a lot to me,
moving to Australia
and leaving Vietnam and its nasty wars behind.
Australia, to me when I was
young was a country of new and better rights for humans,
supportive multiculturalism, opportunity, hope and a better
lifestyle, and most of all, a way to discard the memories of
war. Now, I still believe that
Australia
is a great place to live in and is still the lovely place it
was many years ago.
The question is why is war
still going on if we have everything we need? Money, food,
life, rights, and friends. Then why is this war still
happening around the world? Maybe its just we are stubborn
human beings. I don’t see the use of wars, it brings nothing
in return except people dieing, sacrificing their lives,
leaving their futures, family and friends behind. This is
what they called “fun” in world war I, seeing them leaving
their family with smiles on their faces, but later on,
seeing them come back all shattered, hardly as many men came
back from the war, with one leg, one arms, and one eye, they
are even lucky they made it back. Certainly, the soldiers
never knew that they would come back horrified, traumatised,
and body disordered.
I would like to conclude my
essay, by saying my dream is for world peace, and I hope I
have convinced you that we don’t need wars in our life, but
just love and hope. So believe in what I believe that wars
aren’t the way of life, and make the world a better place
then what it is now. |
