Did I ever tell you before how I got to know all these friends of mine in all kinds of countries? I don’t believe I did.
Before I settled down, got married and children I used to travel a lot. That already started when I was in college. I spent some time in Europe as an exchange student. After that I went back many times for my job as a wine merchant. As you will know, Europe is still the heart of wine production in the world. France obviously, but also Italy, Spain and Germany. I was always looking for fine wines for my company to buy and sell. That is how I got to know another of my friends that this story is about.
Aziza lives in Dortmund, being married to a German man called Manfred, but she actually comes from Malaysia. From Dortmund to the Southwest of Germany there are large wine estates, one of them being owned by Aziza and her husband. They produce a very fine white wine that I immediately decided to buy for my company.
As it turned out, Aziza and I got along really well so I went back as often as I possibly could. I was there when her daughter Sophie was born!
Sophie is now 5 years old and well aware of her background. One evening Aziza, keeping her Asian heritage alive, had died Sophie’s hands with henna. Something very common in Asian and Arabian culture, but not that much in Germany.
When Sophie went to school next day naturally her girlfriends asked about the painting on her hands, so Sophie explained to them it was henna. Her girlfriends, completely astonished all shouted out: What? Were they done by Hannah Montana? They all wanted to meet her and Sophie had to ask Aziza for help to explain she did NOT know Hannah Montana, but that she does know henna and how to dye hands with it.
After the girls had overcome their disappointment of not getting to meet Hannah Montana, they all went to school the next day with a beautiful henna painting on their hands.
Francoise travelled a lot. Now she is having a serious job as a lawyer, but during life at university she used to travel as a backpacker.
She travelled through Africa, South America, Asia and went to Russia just at the time there were lots of changes at hand. As she travelled as backpacker she got a lot of (backpacker) friends met at different places she visited during her student life and a few years after that. One of the peers became her husband and both are completely different in their looks than they used to be when they met.
Every time we met Francoise and later Jean Luc, there were so many stories they could tell. It was always great to meet up again and learn about the different cultures and pieces of nature through their stories.
Additional part of their stories were also the projects they worked on; building a school for infants in Guatemala, or helping to organize a vaccination program for children in African villages, or start to get funds for a new water supply in dry areas.
One of the stories Francoise told us went as follows. Francoise, having an additional course at Universtiy to learn Spanish, decided to work on a project in Peru. As she was good in English, she thought it would be good to use her skills and teach the children at school this language and train herself on her Spanish.
So she registered and went to a small village where a new school was built and started to prepare her lessons for the children. At the first school day she was very well prepared, but also a bit nervous because this was the first time she stood in front of a group of children from 8 to 12 years old. But she prepared her lesson well with even some word-games in it so it would be fun!
There were 30 children in front of her and she started to memorize the names. Then she wrote some words on the board and noticed the children giggling. There was nothing wrong with content or pronunciation, so she did not pay attention to it and preceded her lesson. Again when turning her back at the children, there was giggling again! And even worse, giggling went on into bursting into laughter! As she was not an experienced teacher, she did not know what to do! Then a colleague teacher came over to see what was happening. And she could not help smiling too. She went to Francoise and told her that her fake dreadlocks were fallen from her head and wiggled like a balloon at her back! Looked very odd for children who had never seen red coloured fake dreadlocks at a woman’s butt!
Brenda’s friends are short stories of experiences of modern women. As Brenda is entirely made up by the writer, notice that she and her friends do not really exist! Thus people and stories are fiction. We hope you get an insight in our thoughts and values in life. Sometimes serious, sometimes just funny. Enjoy and we hope you get good understanding about Brenda’s approach to life!
Give away everything you know, and more will come back to you.
YOU will remember from school other students preventing you from seeing their answer by placing their arm around their exercise book or exam paper.
It is the same at work, people are secretive with ideas. ‘Don’t tell them that, they’ll take the credit for it.’
The problem with hoarding is you end up living off your reserves. Eventually you’ll become stale.
If you give away everything you have, you are left with nothing. This forces you to look, to be aware, to replenish.
Somehow the more you give away the more comes back to you.
Ideas are open knowledge. Don’t claim ownership.
They’re not your ideas anyway, they’re someone else’s. They are out there floating by on the ether.
You just have to put yourself in a frame a mind to pick them up.
It’s Not How Good You Are…. is a guide to making the most of yourself. Paul Arden was a top advertising executive and this little book offers insights into the value of being fired, and why it’s often better to be wrong than to be right, and more! 🙂 The book (ISBN 9780714843377) is for everyone who aspires to succeed in life! We bring from time to time one of the many short pieces of this GREAT work.