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What I've learned

     What can I say? Three weeks ago it was just me with my pen, lost in the world of ideas. I wanted just a simple inspiration, that could help me write something. Now, I'm me, with my pen, I have grown up mentally and have a ton of ideas. Traveling can be healing for everything. It can be the huge bubble you're searching for.  You just can blow that bubble and you'll find the ideas raining all around you.

     You might be wondering, how I have "grown up mentally"? Well, it was just me with my same ideas, the ideas about hope and these similar things. But now, I've found a big treasure. That treasure is how to think, and how you treat people the way you want them to treat you. I saw about 1,000 people walking down the streets this week.  But what I noticed was their pride. Everyone was proud of who he is, and people acted the same towards each other.

     During the first day of our trip, I wrote something called "Amsterdam After I Read About It". I put all of my feelings into that essay. I was so surprised, so I wrote what I felt I should write about.

     The name of my essay is "What I've Learned". I'll tell you now what that means. I have learned that whoever you are, you should be proud of yourself. I learned that whatever your religion, you have to be happy and proud of that, and you have to respect other people's religions. I learned that everyone can Fast, not only Muslims -I was a little bit like "huh?" when they told me about this-. But when they told me that they Fast for the same reason, I was so happy that there are people who think of poor people too in this month. I learned that you can't spend Ramadan out of your country! Because in your country you'll feel the soul of Ramadan around you, the best thing about Ramadan is that you get to feel the love between everyone. The next best thing about Ramadan is that you get to eat whatever you want! I love that part, because let me tell you a little secret, I LOVE food! I love everyone's food, that's the ugly truth. But still, Ramadan isn't about food, it's about being close to Allah. It's about helping people. In other words, it's about showing people who the person inside of you is.

     We were in Munich for the first two days of Ramadan. I'm the one who loves food so everyone excepted me to fast it later, because we were traveling so that's ok. The other truth is that I handled it. I surprised myself.  I don't know how I made it 18 long hours without food! Now that's what you get when you believe in yourself, and in Allah.

     I have to continue telling you guys what I've learned. First of all, we're rich with a huge resources in our lives. The problem is that we have A LOT, but we don't use it! That resource is "Sand". I'm sure that half of the people who are reading this went to Europe. Now please focus with me.  Did you saw their airports? Did you saw how you have to pay the trolley to put your bags? Now that's the smartest thing ever! They're using every single, important, stupid thing on Earth! Did you see their metros? Of course you did!  I'm in love with those subways!  Did you see their supermarkets?  They don't give you a bag, it's dangerous towards nature.  They'll not be a part of this, if you want to destroy your amazing Earth.  You'll have to pay for that.  Please don't get me wrong, I'm just trying to make a littttttttllllllle change. Our country is one of the richest countries in the world, but we're focusing on the oil while there are tons of other resources we have.

     At the end I just want to say that being a grown up without a mind that you can protect yourself with, isn't being an adult. But, growing up with a mind, enough information, respect, and pride, is being a real adult.

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