Joining English Dots

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I spent my childhood in the country, far away from civilization, which of course was great.

When I was eleven my family moved to the capital city. The move didn't fill me with joy at all. I was very aware of what I was leaving behind and I knew very well how I was going to miss nature. I started highschool that year.

My mother had attended a French school and she had taught me the basics of French while we lived in the country. When we moved, I continued my French studies at an institute.

At the age of fourteen I started receiving lessons of English at high school. Most of my classmates had already attended English lessons somewhere else and I felt ignorant and silly, as I didn't understand much. At that point I took my first steps into English and directed much of my energy to learn as much as possible. As years passed, I kept studying English. I enjoyed every exercise. I had lots of fun doing this: I looked up a word in my English-English dictionary. Its definition or examples usually contained one or more words I also ignored, though could infer. But I looked that one up too, and so I went on and on, sometimes for hours.

What for? I could have asked myself. But I didn't. I just did that because I liked it and found it interesting.

Because of that experience, I ended up teaching Spanish to foreigners at some point and I discovered that was something I really loved doing. I loved to help foreigners to feel more at ease in our country and get a better hold of our culture.

And time went by. I did many different things to earn my living. I worked as a teacher and worked as an employee, in different firms.

This year, something rebelled inside and I decided to become self-employed. And my English has become the main tool for doing something I'm enjoying to the extreme: editing literary texts in English.

So, once more the dots are joined backwards. And I'm sure that it's not coincidence that something I learned with pleasure led me to a most pleasurable activity.

It doesn't matter if you don't see the purpose of something before your eyes. If you do something that gives you joy, stick to it and do it wholeheartedly. It will lead you to a good destination.

Have you joined dots looking backwards, of events in your life that led you to once unexpected results? If you're willing to tell me, I'm willing to listen, or read. You can use the comments section for that.

Cheers! Here's to those lines which represent our lives, made out of infinite dots.