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Mr. Present Remained Single
Mr. Present Remained Single
Mr Present had a splitting headache for several days. He wanted to concentrate but could not help thinking of the two ladies, Mrs Yesterday and Miss Tommorrow. He was a torn man. Then he finally decided to choose.
But whom would he choose？
Mrs Yesterday, an understanding partner, had fine features of every mature woman. She helped to bring the good old days “back”to him, providing him a temporary escape. Whenever in the blues, Mr Present also liked to take solace in her warm hug and a simplest kiss would remind him of the long-gone glory, sweet and confort. Confronted with mounting failures, he tended to recall his shinning moments, believing that he was not a good-for-nothing; disappointed by his team, he would think of the pleasant years spent with his bosom friends ; oblidged to shoulder his responsiblity as a grown-up, he began to miss his home and hearth when he was little. However, as time slipped by, Mr Present grew tired. He knew her well, perhaps too well. Mrs Yesterday, with her fading charm, no longer enthralled him. Hence, he decided to look for another mate.
One day, he came across Miss Tommorrow. Everything within her was new. The very first glance immediately found him fall in love with her. Without the elegance of Mrs Yesterday, she was indeed in the making. Then he came to date with her.
Miss Tomorrow lighted up his hope. Quite satisfied, he abandoned himself to fantasies and future dreams made by her. Unexpectedly, she would plunged him into darkness, discouraged him then. This happened every now and then. Miss Tomorrow, or more specifically Miss Tantalizing, was born to flirt with every handsome man.
Considering Miss Tomorrow too capricous to keep company with, Mr present began to think of Mrs Yesterday. But being undable to turn the clock back to the days of the old, he gasped feebly, disdressed and disheartened. He resolved to parted from Miss Tomorrow.
No other alternatives available. He had to live with himself, or in other words, in the present. That was definitely not what he wanted for he had been sick of himself so long. But that might be the best choice.
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What is life like in the 22nd century?
What is life like in the 22nd century?
Well, it is unquestionably different than even a hundred years ago. The main driving force of the present time is technology; technological wonders have become so diverse and incredible that some people already treat them the same way as our ancestors treated magic. They even worship technologies. Every major city of the most advanced countries, such as China and Saudi Arabia, now have a temple where adepts can unite with the Machine Soul. The most peculiar thing define our life today is space flights.
One of the most significant issues—the overpopulation of Earth—was solved when space flights became a common practice. I do not know the technicalities, but when scientists finally discovered anti-matter in 2067 and learned to use it for practical purposes, it took governments much less money and effort to initiate space programs and launch space crafts to the Moon and Mars. Today, the Moon is almost as overpopulated as Earth was in the beginning of the previous century; as for Mars, a 23rd colony was settled on its surface a couple of months ago.
Cybernetics is another pillar of modern civilization. Since the first cybernetic implants were released on the global market in 2098, it has become a great helper for disabled people, as well as for those who want to enhance their natural capabilities with special implants. Terminal diseases are no longer a threat; only mental disorders remain a serious problem. Today, you cannot imagine a cop without cybernatically-strengthened limbs, or a stockbroker without brain implants helping him or her process complex calculations in no time. And though in the middle of the 21st century, there were prognoses about the development of robotics, today, as people have become much more efficient, no one thinks about robots.
Technological wonders we take for granted today are much more diverse and numerous than I have described so far. The Epoch of the Machine Soul is an exciting time to live in. The only question that worries or even scares me and many other conscious and intelligent people today, is: “Are we still human? What are we now?”
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Something That Inspired Me
“They are just kids’ stuff.” I thought to myself. But what happened next taught me a lesson "Never Judge a Person By his Age".
Last year, I worked in a Children’s Palace as a teaching assistant of an American teacher named Shelly. My job was to interpret her instruction, making sure every child understand what she said. I thought it would be as easy as pie since my knowledge of English can’t be that lacking to fail to explain kids’ stuff. It was more than enough, at least I believed so.
Everything went smoothly as I expected. In the halfway through the class, a guessing game came in. Shelly described animals, gesturing vigorously while saying “It looks like a large cat and runs very fast. What is it? ” A little boy broke in, “It’s a cheetah.” What’s that word? I’ve never heard of it before. I thought he would say “lion” or “leopard”, a word at his level. Much to my surprise, I didn’t know the word he used. I stood still, being unable to utter a single word, my heart beating fast, my face blushing. Sensing my hesitation, Shelly turned to me with an encouraging smile. She then showed animal card, nodding with satisfaction to that kid, “yeah, very good, you are correct.”
True to say, it was a lesson for them as well as for me. The class finally came to an end, but the “lesson” I learned will stick with me forever, that is, never judge a person by his age.
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Mr. Present
“ Goodbye, Mrs. Yesterday
I now have Miss. Tomorrow. ”
Two-timing both sounds not like a good idea for Mr. Present since it pays to make everything Look good for both sides. Hence, he decided to choose. Who would he choose? The latter, of course. The unknown one is more tantalizing, tricky though.
For the two ladies, they've never met each other but they know they are destined to meet in the near future. Guess what they will say in greeting?
Once a traitor, forever a traitor.
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Step by Step, One Goes Far
As we all know that, genius is 1% inspiration and 99% perspiration. Without the 1% of inspiration, all the perspiration in the world is only a bucket of sweat. But what we ignore is that without a vast number of up-front efforts, how come your idea generates?
Success is not going to work by itself. Similarly, genius is not born naturally and of course, Rome was not built in one day. It’s no wonder Helen Keller once said, “I long to accomplish small tasks as if they were great and noble”.
People run in circle, bright and early for their daily races. Every one of us has an ambition for advancement in our profession.
Have you ever felt disheartened when you failed time and time again after thousands and thousands of tries? Have you ever been jealous of those new-riches who won a fortune in a lottery? Have you ever complained bitterly that you had been unfairly treated by this cold-blooded society?
Moaning is of no use which doesn’t change things a little bit. If anything, it simply make things worse in that you are defeated in spirits thus having mood for nothing. Actually, thousand times of complaint are no better than one second’s practical action. In other words, what’s more powerful than the continuous grievance is the courage to begin. Followings are lists of suggestion I hope they can favor you.
( This is the first part of an argument. ANY comment is welcomed, see grammar, spelling, style,structure, logical... I'm considering adding more evidence as proof but I can't figure out how...Thanks in advance:)
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My Plan
It is universally said that future is a tricky and thoughtful topic regardless of individuals' difference in age, trade or else, but what if the creature called Foreboding escaped out into the world? It might be a little bit easier to handle it. But at the same time, the charm of life fades away.
In my eyes, to some extent, making plans for future too early simply doesn't work. If any, just a little. A proverb can best describe this, "Man proposes； God disposes". Do not dwell in the past; do not dream of future; concentrate my mind on the present moment. Being busy, perhaps, is the best medicine to cure my confusion and anxiety for future.
If necessary to say, I just want to be a common good person though it is paradoxical that people can be self-delusional.
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The place that opens my life’s journey
A lot of things fade from memory as one's life experiences accumulate. But some memory will withstand the wear and tear of time. I can still recall the class which opens a new world for me.
Last year, I worked in a Children’s Palace as a teaching assistant of an American teacher named Shelly. My job was to interpret what she had said to the children who were still very young. I thought it was as easy as pie since my knowledge of English can’t be that lacking to fail to explain kids’ stuff. Apparently, it’s more than enough, as least I believed so.
But the first class embarrassed me. In the middle of the class, Shelly described animals with gestures and let the children guess. She said, “It looks like a large cat and runs very fast. What’s it? ” A little boy broke in, “It’s a cheetah.” I faked a smile so as to hide my confusion. I thought he could say “lion”, a word of his level. I didn’t know that word he meant. Shelly nodded with satisfaction, “yeah, very good, you are correct.” She sensed my hesitation for I didn’t say anything for quite a long time. And then she moved on to the next topic. At that moment, a sense of guilty took hold of me for my previous bias that the children were no better than me.
The class finally came to an end. I quietly went to the desk of that boy and asked him in such a low voice that can be barely heard, my face blushed. He told me immediately the Chinese translation. I then searched on my cellphone. Yes, a new word for me. Indeed, it’s a new world.
True to say, that’s a lesson for them as well as for me. Age can be a disguise of one’s ignorance, not something to be proud of. By no means is it an indicative of one’s knowledge. In the class, I learn a word which opens a world for me, a world awaiting me to start my life journey with an open mind.
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The Days When I Was "Abandoned"
I lived alone since I was twelve. At that time, I thought there was no love and warmth in this world.
On September 1th, I was sent to the county middle school. After arranging the daily necessities for me, my parents, then, left the rental house.
Night fell; fear rose. Sure enough, it was a sleepless night and that was just the beginning. The door was battling with the powerful wind and the window rattled noisily as if trembling with scare. I knew very little about life; for a moment, I felt I was abandoned.
What’s more devastating was, on the third day when I went back home—more specifically a shelter, by no means a home in the eyes of a twelve year old—I found my key was gone. Being sure that there was no key in my pockets, I then fumbled in my backpack, but it likewise, didn’t show a trace of key. Seized with desperate, I wept, sitting feebly on the staircase in front of the door. One voice was lingering in my head, “Now, you damn house deserts me, too.”
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My Holiday in a Fishing Village
On the next morning, the sky was gloomy with clouds and the sea water was rough and choppy. But later, the rain stopped and the wind turned quiet. With the sun rising, the sea was glittering and the air was filled with a refreshing scent.
After breakfast, I went out. I saw peddlers selling fishes freshly-caught in the sea. Heading for the shore, there, I saw the fishing boats loaded with fishes lining their way, glistening in the sun. They reached the shore one after another; the fishermen disembarked their harvests for the day. I stood in chilly open air for a long while until a penetrable voice draw my attention. I turned my head towards the source of the noise. I came to realize that the first arrival was the boat of his family's as he told me," this is an old boat of his father's, the best fisherman in this region. And for me, it's my treasure. Sure enough, we love this land, the sea." His eyes were glistening with proud and joy, which impressed me a lot.
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