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Hi, everyone:) Yesterday I went to see the movie ”The Perks of Being a Wallflower” with my friend. It was very amazing movie, and Emma Watson was appeared on the screen. She is very beautiful. I'd like to recommend it to you!
I finished reading the book, so I will write its last article!
Morrie died on a Satuday morning.The funeral was held on a damp, windy morning. The grass was wet and the sky was the color of milk. Although hundreds of people had wanted to attend, Morrie's wife kept this gathering small, just a few close friends and relatives. It was Tuesday.
In this book, Mitch wrote the following:
"None of us can undo what we've done, or relive a life already recorded. But if Professor Morris Schwartz taught me anything at all, it was this: there is no such thing as 'too late' in life. He was changing until the day he said good-bye."
"The last class of my old professor's life took place once a week, in his home, by a window in his study where he could watch a small hibiscus plant shed its pink flowers. The class met on Tuesdays. No books were required. The subject was the meaning of life. It was taught from experience. The teaching goes on."
I was very happy to finish reading the book. It was nonfiction, so I deeply learned about the meaning of life. One of my favorite Morrie's words is that "there is no such thing as 'too late' in life." I want to continue to challenge myself to new things!
In next blog, I will introduce a new book! I hope you will be looking forward to it:D
Hi, everyone:) I watched the movies ”Ghost”, ”The terminator” and ”The Terminator 2: Judgment Day” last week. These movies are one of the masterpieces and their theme song is very famous! I enjoy watching them very much, but my best movie is ”The Terminator 2: Judgment Day” because this movie moved me deeply. Have you ever seen these movies?:D
The Thirteenth Tuesday: We Talk About the Perfect Day
Morrie wanted to be cremated. He had discussed it with his wife, and they decided it was the best way. And he began to tell Mitch the following.
"It's natural to die," Morrie said. "The fact that we make such a big hullabaloo over it is all because we don't see ourselves as part of nature. We think because we're human we're something above nature." He smiled at the plant. "We're not. Everything that gets born, dies." He looked at Mitch. "Do you accept that?"
"Yes," Mitch answered. "All right," he whispered, "now here's the payoff. Here is how we are different from these wonderful plants and animals. As long as we can love each other, and remember the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away. All the love you created is still there. All the memories are still there. You live onーin the hearts of everyone you have touched and nurtured while you were here."
Morrie also said, "Death ends a life, not a relationship."
The Fourteenth Tuesday: We Say Good-bye
It was cold and damp as Mitch walked up the steps, to Morrie's house. Morrie's wife had called the day before to tell Mitch Morrie "was not doing well." This was her way of saying the final days had arrived. Morrie had cancelled all of his appointment and had been sleeping much of the time, which was unlike him. He never cared for sleeping, not when there were people he could talk with. "Morrie wants you to come visit," his wife said, "but, Mitch ．．．he's very weak."
Mitch entered the room, pushing a smile onto his face. Mitch and Morrie talked for a while, and then Mitch said, "I don't know how to say good-bye." Morrie patted Mitch's hand weakly, keeping it on his chest. "This ．．．is how we say ．．．good-bye ．．．" Morrie breathed softly, in and out, I could feel his rib cage rise and fall. Then he looked right at me. "Love ．．．you," he rasped. "Know you do ．．．know ．．．something else ．．．" Mitch asked, "What else do you know?" "You ．．．always have ．．．" Morrie's eyes got small, and then he cried, his face contorting like a baby who hasn't figured how his tear ducts work. Mitch held him close for several minutes. Mitch rubbed his loose skin. Mitch stroked his hair. Mitch put a palm against his face and felt the bones close to the flesh and the tiny wet tears, as if squeezed from a dropper.
When Morrie's breathing approached normal again, Mitch cleared his throat and said he knew Morrie was tired, so he would be back next Tuesday.
But they would never meet again.
I think the Morrie's words "Death ends a life, not a relationship" are so great! In next blog, I will write the last article of the book.
Hi, everyone:) We took TOEIC test four days ago, didn't we? I don't know if I can get a better mark than before, but I can feel my Reading Skills improved by reading a Western book. Don't you think so???
The Eleventh Tuesday: We talk About Our Culture
Outside, it was jacket weather, early October, the leaves clumped in piles on the lawns. Morrie's disease was now dangerously close to his surrender spot, his lungs.
Morrie said, "The problem, Mitch, is that we don't believe we are as much alike as we are. Whites and blacks, Catholics and Protestants, men and women. If we saw each other as more alike, we might be very eager to join in one big human family in this world, and to care about that family the way we care about our town. But believe me, when you are dying, you see it is true. We all have the same beginningーbirthーand we all have the same endーdeath. So how difficult can we be? Invest in the human family. Invest in people. Build a little community of those you love and who love you."
Morrie squeezed Mitch's hand gently. Mitch squeezed back together. Morrie smiled and said, "In the beginning of life, when we are infants, we need others to survive, right? And at the end of life, when you get like me, you need others to survive, right?" Morrie's voice dropped to a whisper. "But here's the secret: in between, we need others as well."
The Twelfth Tuesday: We Talk About Forgiveness
The sky was rainy and dark, and Morrie was beneath a blanket. Mitch sat at the far end of his chair, holding his bare feet.
"Mitch," Morrie said. "It's not just other people we need to forgive. We also need to forgive ourselves."
"Ourselves?" Mitch asked.
"Yes," Morrie answered. "For all the things we didn't do. All the things we should have done. You can't get stuck on the regrets of what should have happened. That doesn't help you when you get to where I am. I always wished I had done more with my work; I wished I had written more books. I used to beat myself up over it. Now I see that never did any good. Make peace. You need to make peace with yourself and everyone around you."
Mitch learned over and dabbed at the tears with a tissue. Morrie flicked his eyes open and closed. His breathing was audible, like a light snore. Morrie said, "Forgive yourself before you die. Then forgive others."
I didn't know that I need to forgive myself. I'm always regretting things, but I want to forgive myself and go foreword from now on!
Hi, everyone:) I went to Kitano Tenmangu Shrine to see the autumn leaves last Sunday. They were very beautiful! (There is the picture below↓) I prefer Japanese maple to cherry blossom because the maple is so tasteful! How about you??:D
The Ninth Tuesday: We Talk About How Love Goes On
The leaves had begun to change color. Still, every morning Morrie instead on being lifted from his bed and wheeled to his study, deposited there among his books and papers and the hibiscus plant on the windowsill. In typical fashion, he found something philosophical in this.
Morrie said, "Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone." He also said, "Part of the problem, Mitch, is that everyone is in such a hurry. People haven't found meaning in their lives, so they're running all the time looking for it. They think the next car, the next house, the next job. Then they find those things are empty, too, and they keep running."
The Tenth Tuesday: We Talk About Marriage
Mitch brought his wife to meet Morrie. She had never met him. She was a professional singer, so Morrie asked her to sing something for him. When she finished, Morrie opened his eyes and tears rolled down his cheeks. In all the years Mitch has listened to his wife sing, he never heard her the way Mitch did at that moment.
"Marriage. Almost everyone I knew had a problem with it. Some had problems getting into it, some had problems getting out. Why do we have such problems?" Mitch asked Morrie about this.
"You get tested. You find out who you are, who the other person is, and how you accommodate or don't," Morrie said. "And there are a few rules I know to be true about love and marriage. If you don't respect the other person, you're gonna have a lot of trouble. If you don't know how to compromise, you're gonna have a lot of trouble. If you can't talk openly about what goes on between you. you're gonna have a lot of trouble. And if you don't have a common set of values in life, you're gonna have a lot of trouble. Your values must be alike. And the biggest one of those values is your belief in the importance of your marriage."
Morrie sniffed, then closed his eyes for a moment. "Personally," he sighed, his eyes still closed, "I think marriage is a very important thing to do, and you're missing a hell of a lot if you don't try it." He ended the subject by quoting the poem he believed in like a prayer: "Love each other or perish."
There are the three main choice in life: Going to university, Getting a job and Marriage. I learned that from a lecture. I want to get married in the near future, so Morrie's words are good for me.
In this book, Mitch wrote the following:
