The Problem With Men And Women

Nobody is perfect, let us accept it. Each one of us possesses flaws and that each one of us must live by them and hope to correct these as time passes by.

The problem with men is that they are too secretive. They keep so many secrets and problems. Keeping such big problems to themselves is not good because they should tell it to others in order for them to release the burden they are carrying. Men usually think that to tell their problems to other persons makes them feel they are weak and unable to carry the load by themselves, but the truth is it does not make them less of a man.

Men are seen tough on the outside but they do not show that they are really soft on the inside. They pretend to be as hard and as invulnerable as a diamond but the truth is they are as soft as a feather. Pretending to pass and encounter problems by themselves is what I think being selfish of them, they do not understand that someone in the crowd suffers the same way as them when they do not tell them what bothers them. Others do not know too that men suffer and feel the same way their friends do, and to prevent their friends from worrying about them is that they pretend they do not suffer and instead strike up a smile and say they are okay. But, after a while when they are finally alone, they cry.

The problem with men is that they are sometimes lazy and unreliable. They sit on the couch doing nothing. Even though lots of work need to be accomplished in a jiffy, they sit and wait, undaunted, for the deadline. They become unreliable when they are too lazy, when you tell them to do work, they would promise you they would finish it in time but, they do not.

Not only men, do we have problems with, but also the women. The problem with women is that they are so talkative and so fond of gossips. They can not keep a secret all to themselves. A secret told to them after a minute would spread like wildfire and soon you will know that majority of your classmates knew about your secrets, and that what is worse is your close friend told it to them. Women are gossip queens. They backstab others and when the one they backstabbed is facing them; they pretend they did not talk behind his or her back.

Another problem is that, women go gaga over love. Majority of the women would go weak when they are in love or when their crushes sit close to them or just talk to them face to face. A woman is weak at heart, and a simple action of a man showing that he loves her would make her sapless. As such, some men know of this weakness in girls and usually take opportunities in making girls fall in love with them and hurt them in the end.

Such are the problems I found in men and women. Although not all of the men and women possess such traits and characteristics, those who do would find a way to make themselves better persons. ##

Teachers

Teachers are not the only ones who enter the classroom once the bell rings. The ones who guides us in everything we do, teaches us the things they know and the lessons they have learned in life and devotes their time to us.

Students spend eight hours of their everyday lives in the four walled room we call classroom, and because of this, classrooms are labelled the students’ second homes, and the teachers, their second parents.

We hate and love our school teachers. We just hate them when they give check up quizzes, long tests and assignments. We love them when they do the opposite or when classes for the day are over. We hate some of the subjects they teach us but we can not and would not hate the teachers who teach us the subject, for they are there to pass on the knowledge they have learned to us. So, we should hate the subject, but love the teacher. We just do not know that what they are doing is for the betterment of ourselves.

School teachers are not the only ones who teach us the lessons in life, but also our parents. Our parents are our first teachers. When we came unto this world, we were just a lump of clay and our parents taught us the correct values and manners in which moulded us into persons. At times when we were lost and could not find our way back home, our parents led us and walked with us all the way, they carried with them a lamp which shined and glowed all through out our lifetime.

Teachers are not only those which are human in form. The experiences we pass through are our teachers too, as the saying goes, “Experience is the best teacher”, but I think not the best, rather one of the best. Our past experiences make us stronger and determined persons. The errors and mistakes we have committed in the past teaches us to do well and to prevent from committing the same mistakes in the present and future.

Such are the teachers we have known in life. Our school teachers and parents are only here temporarily, and in the future no one would be there to guide us and scold us when we do bad, but until then we should cherish our teachers and show them that we love and are grateful to have them, for without them, our life is not worth living.##

I Cry When I Want To

I cry when I want to and no one can stop that. Others think that to cry shows how weak the person is, but for me the person who cries shows will and bravery.

I cry and what is wrong with crying? It is a way for me to release my anger, sadness and frustrations. When I cry, I feel relieved afterwards and am able to think clearly. It hurts much more when you stop or hinder yourself from breaking down and crying. And how it hurts, it hurts like knife cutting through you. Keeping yourself from crying worsens your situation and may even back you down.

Other people used to say to me that I am such a crybaby. I cry for situations and things which are of little importance. To them it maybe a simple and small thing but to me it may mean big. I cry over simple television shows, animals, and many more, but that is how and what I am and that what makes me a unique person.

My brothers say and tell me that too, but they don’t understand me. I am the only girl, besides my mother, in the household. It is hard living with three older brothers, especially when they usually interfere with my business in the house and in school. Of course they don’t understand me and will only understand me once they have each of them a girlfriend, then they will know what I feel. A text mate once said to me that girls are so complicated, but that is what we are, and to understand us is the obligation of the men and women around us.

Crying is my simplest way of releasing what I feel. I am a teenager after all. It does good to me when I cry. When I cry, all my problems and worries are well thought of and are released out of my heart and mind, seems like I get a now lighter load. I know that crying to myself is good, but having someone’s shoulder to cry on and a friend to talk with is much better, because with this I am able to say my problems, release my anger, seek comfort and receive advices. Based on my experience, when there is someone there listening to my problems while I cry makes me feel loved and cared.

You are brave when you cry; you are doing the thing that what men usually think is unmanly and unruly. Men are fond of keeping a problem all to themselves and stop themselves from crying. I don’t know, maybe secretly they cry. No man has ever lived his lifetime without having to shed a tear even for once.

Crying isn’t a thing what one should be ashamed of doing, but a thing that God gave us to release the emotions we feel inside. So, do not keep yourself from crying and tell a friend of your problems, and do offer your shoulder to anyone who wants to cry on it.##