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If you were to listen to someone’s story, of how they grew up and what they had to grow through, what would you think? You have the opportunity to look at the story of a young girl’s growth in “From Crybaby to My Best Self” in Olive’s Library at Olive’s Cafe. Check it out, and don’t forget to like and comment!

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From Crybaby to My Best Self


Hello coffee lovers and avid readers!

Welcome to Olive’s Library at Olive’s Café, where you can read the stories of adventurous characters as they explore life. Here is a story of a young girl: wondering where she is in her life and experiencing her growth:

All my life, I’ve wanted to share my story, and I wanted people to be interested in what I have to say. I don’t know whether to leave out any details or to disclose everything that I have to say, and my story may not be as heartbreaking or as fascinating as everyone else’s. Nevertheless, I want to share my story because it means the world to me for anyone that is just like me to read this story. Or, at least, is going through the same situation as me…

As a child, I was a crybaby: I would cry whenever I wouldn’t get what I wanted, and it’s usually the things that other kids have, and I don’t. What’s unfair is that my mother would have to deal with it on her own. Then, my siblings would pick on me because I cry, but so did the other kids. They couldn’t help it: they were just kids, and they wanted someone to tease. They say it’s only for fun, but they stopped whenever I cry. It was no wonder I didn’t have any friends. I was just too sensitive.

So, why would they pick on me, you ask? Well, I never really understood why they would pick on me. They told me that they pick on me to make me laugh, and to get along with me, but I would end up crying all the time. They even stopped having fun with me because I cried a lot. I just ruin all the fun when I cry. I even make my mom mad when she’s already stressed out. She doesn’t get paid enough for this…

As I watched my mother raise five kids and working, I felt bad for her. Not only that, she had to deal with one kid that cries 24/7. My dad wasn’t around growing up, and when I did see him, it was because my mom would call him to come for my 9th birthday. Between you and I, 3 of my siblings are actually my cousins. Their parents couldn’t deal with them, so my mom took them in under her care. My other sibling is my eldest sister, but she always acts like a child. Well, like I’m any better…

Whenever I looked at my siblings together, it made me want to cry. Even my sister liked hanging out with them, especially when they were all close in age. I’m literally the baby out of all 5 of us, and it was frustrating knowing that I’m the only kid in the family that went to elementary school, while the older kids were going to middle school…

As I grew older, I didn’t cry as much as before, but I still cried nonetheless. Although, no one wanted to be around me, at least some would actually talk to me, and I was a little happy about that. My mom still had to work, but at least it’s only to support just me. My siblings have grown older and have moved on to their own lives. However, I can’t help but feel lonely sometimes. Contradicting, right? Therefore, I have grown lazy, bored, and introverted. Though, I also grew smarter (if that was even possible), and even my mom smiles from time to time. Even though I accomplished a lot in the academics, it was still not enough to grow: I needed to be street smart. They told me that if I’m not street smart, I wouldn’t survive in the world. My siblings were adamant about it, but I was just too lazy.

Then, when I started working, my perspective changed. Well, I had to work because my family was pursuing me about it. Anyway, after I started working, I bought my own things and even helped my mom with the expenses. I even continued school while working, but I had no time to sleep or cry. Shocker, isn’t it? What’s even a bigger shock was that people wanted to be around me. It was too good to be true, and I didn’t know how to behave. After some time, one friend told me that my behavior wasn’t acceptable. So, I had no other choice but to grow up. After taking the time to reflect myself, it made me realize that I was still trying to figure it out how to grow.

I did my best not to cry so much, and it worked with therapy and a little communication. It took some time to transform myself from being a crybaby to my best self, but it’s well worth the work.

Please comment below if you can relate to this character, or if you have words of opinion.

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Coming Soon to Olive’s Cafe!


Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce to you two new pages in Olive’s Cafe: Olive’s Studio and Olive’s Gallery!

Olive’s Studio is the page for writing and editing service. It will show type of services I provide and availability. The page will be complete by December 31st, 2017!

Olive’s Gallery is the page for all of my artwork, old and new. It will include drawings, paintings, digital art, and completed adult coloring pages. The page will be complete by November 30th, 2017!

In the meantime, enjoy reading other pages in Olive’s Cafe! 

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Coming Soon!!


After the Spring Semester, I will be focusing on my blog and bring new stories, more fables, and opinions. I will also writing new (and maybe random) posts to keep you updated. I apologize for not being able to blog for the past two years, but I have been very busy with work and school. However, I have more than available time in the summer to write some more.

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Honesty or Being Rude?


Hello coffee lovers and avid readers! Welcome to Olive’s Corner at Olive’s Café, where you get insight on thoughts of life.

Here’s my opinion on honesty… or being rude to someone who are “super sensitive”. Let’s be honest; no one is honest, because they can’t handle it. Even for me, I couldn’t handle honesty. In fact, it hurts to hear the truth from people because I thought no one would like me. Then, I learned that they even cared enough to help me to grow, or at least that’s what I thought. Therefore, I started to embrace honesty. There’s no time to waste when it comes to honesty, there’s not a lot of energy necessary, but that being honest takes a lot of courage and work, Of course, there’s a way of being honest. There’s a tone of voice, body language, and words used to be honest. However, for those who lie are 10 times worse!

There’s a lot of thinking when it comes to lying; things to make up, maneuvering, and a lot of creativity. You might as well write a fiction story. Now, for those who think honesty is being rude, well then, you’re either extra sensitive, or someone who doesn’t know how to say what they feel properly. Instead of saying “You’re ugly,” which is rude, you can say… well, nothing at all because it’s not kind at all. Saying “Move!” instead of “excuse me” is rude. Oh, here’s my favorite: “You’re fat” instead of “you need to lose some weight” is rude. Well, it’s rude to someone you don’t know when you tell them that they need to lose weight but it’s better than “You’re fat.” I must admit, when people tell me that I need to lose weight, I get offended. But, if someone calls me fat without sounding genuine about it, I get REALLY upset. That’s just rude!

Take dating, for instance. If you’re not attracted to the other person, please save time and energy, and let them know you’re not interested. Don’t make stuff up, don’t run away, and don’t be rude about it. If you still don’t understand, here’s an example: a guy walks up to a pretty girl, and he asks her out. Instead of, “I’m not interested, but thank you,” or “I’m sorry but I have a boyfriend,” she tells the guy, “Ew, no!” or “You know what, I’d love to, but I have to help my mom with something.” That’s just bad, and rude. And guys, yes you, do the same thing. No, it’s not worst, it’s the same level. What’s worse is when you walk away from the girl without saying anything at all. Talk about rude, eh?

Anyway, for guys and girls, please do each other a favor, and just be honest. If the other party finds it offensive, it’s their problem, not yours, remember that. We all have the fear of rejection and losing people. So, most of us do whatever it takes to keep people around.
Let’s be honest here; if you’re afraid of losing people, trust me, you’ve lost them. Therefore, all that energy you used for not being honest was a waste. I’m not trying to be rude, I’m being honest. At least I’m not calling you ugly, or fat, or piece of… well, you know. All those statements aren’t true. I mean, I don’t even know any of you reading this. I will tell you this much though, I like being honest. It saves me time and energy. If I were to make stuff up, I’ll just write a book. Simple. Period. End of story.

I’ll be very honest with you. Like I said before, I was super sensitive. Now, I’m still sensitive, but I’m willing to be open about honest opinions. For those who knew me, and believed that gave their honest opinion, here’s my honest question: did you believe that your opinion is effective to my growth? Or did you give your opinion to make yourself feel better? Even better; what’s your honesty on yourself? Have you taken the time to reflect on yourself? If not, then why tell me your honest opinion?

Remember, being honest doesn’t mean you’re rude. But being rude doesn’t mean you’re honest, either. And you can be as honest as you can be, but if people take it as rude, well then, they can’t handle the truth.

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The Farmer and the Snake


Hello coffee loves and avid readers! Welcome to Olive’s School at Olive’s Café, where you explore life lessons told by great Grandpa Aesop. Here’s the quote from Aesop’s fables:

One winter a Farmer found a Snake stiff and frozen with cold. He had compassion on it, and taking it up, placing it in his bottom. The Snake was quickly revived by the warmth, and resuming its natural instincts, bit its benefactor, inflicting on him a mortal wound. “Oh,” cried the Farmer with his last breath, “I am rightly served for pitying a scoundrel.”

The greatest kindness will not bind with the ungrateful.

Aesop, 6th century B.C.

After reading this quote, I thought about how kindness truly works. When I thought about it, I realized that you can’t really expect people to be grateful for your kindness. Some people condition themselves to be “nasty” because of how they grew up and their experience (as I was told). Others, well, they just don’t care. They feel entitled to receive all the kindness the world has to offer, and believe that they don’t owe anything. And, to be honest, they’re right.

However, that doesn’t mean you stop being kind to others. Kindness is a gift that rarely anyone has, and it’s a mutation. For instance, not everyone can roll their tongues to look like a taco. Some people can do that, so it’s already in their genes. So is kindness, and kindness is not usually taught. Sure, tell your family and friends to be kind, but can you teach them how? If it’s not in them, don’t waste your time.

In my experience, I learned how to be kind when I saw that being mean would only end up hurting me. Kindness makes me feel better, and I like to see people happy. Before, I expected people to be thankful for my kindness. I would get upset when I didn’t get anything in return. Now, I don’t really care. I carry on being kind and go on about my day. However, I am also learning to be very careful with who I’m being kind to. You won’t really know who the snake in your life is until you do something kind for them. If you’re unsure, look at their patterns. If anyone acts kind to you, don’t be the snake, either. It’ll hurt…

Remember, the next time you invite someone into anything, out of kindness, be careful and be aware of what you’re getting into, and you may never know; you’ll remember to not let the same act again. However, don’t stop being kind, because it’s very rewarding at the end.

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Grammar


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Here’s my opinion on grammar: I love grammar, without it, I can never understand anything. Although, let’s admit it; no one likes grammar. It’s too much for people to handle, and not a lot of people would really care about grammar. The way people view grammar is like government laws: it’s too strict, it’s not needed in life, and it doesn’t allow freedom of expression.

You can think of so many opinions on grammar, but here’s a little insight on grammar: it’s only used in writing. And, it’s not meant for everything or everyone. If you don’t like grammar, well okay. Good luck with people trying to understand you. As for myself, grammar is a skeleton under your skin: it gives structure to help you stay organized.

By the way, grammar exposes the human mind of speech, in my opinion. For example; run-on sentences- your mind is going on and on and on and on. Fragments- it’s a robotic mind. You may or may not agree with me, but it’s just my opinion. Grammar brings clarity to the message. You can sound all emotional, but if you don’t use grammar, you’ll sound like someone just going “blah blah blah, blah blah.”

\Here’s my experience with not using grammar properly: I remember one time I entered a writing contest, and I wrote my first short story. I was super excited to turn it in, until… I got it back. The amount of markings I got on my paper made me run out the door. As I read it over, I realized how badly written my paper was. The story was good, but it was just not that good. It was (drum roll) my grammar.

I’m also super shocked of the number of students not using grammar today yet end up passing English! I mean, WHAT?! All because the schools are afraid of looking bad when the students fail English because of GRAMMAR. I know times have changed, but grammar shouldn’t have to be ignored. Therefore, I became more obsessed with grammar.

So, I don’t care that students fail English because they don’t feel like using grammar. At the end of the day, they can never grow without grammar. Let’s use an example of someone not using grammar: A 9th grade student is writing a paper, and they’ve used “its” for “it is” instead of “it’s”, “your” for “you are” instead of “you’re.” They’ve turned in their paper and the teachers see all the mistakes found in the book, yet they’re afraid of losing their job or their school will get a bad look for failing all the kids in school. So, the teacher passes the student.

Fast forward: the 9th grader just graduated from college and is looking for work in their field (whatever field it is, you can choose one.) The “interviewer” looks at their resume, and then they say, “We will call you with the decision.” They never called. After almost 100 interviews at different places, the student applies for McDonald’s. They look at her resume, and they hire her. Why not the other jobs? You know. The ones that will give the students “six-figures”? Let’s just say one day, the student called one of the places, and she asks, ” I never got a call. Do you know the final decision?” With some hesitation, the person on the other line says, “I’m sorry, but we don’t see you as a fit. Your resume looks elementary.” You know what that means? There were grammatical errors in that resume that the most intellectual person would say, “Fool!”

Get this: what if I told you that the student was applying for the newspaper companies or looking for administrative work? Then, it makes sense. Think about this: grammar is only a skeleton under the skin. It’s one way of showing clarity. In my opinion, grammar helps bring out the message to the world.

Remember, you don’t have to see it as government laws, but rather a ruler to help you draw the lines.

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People


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Here’s my opinion on people: I love PEOPLE. I love being around people. I love how people think, speak, and act. They explore, they learn, they invent, they influence, and they act.

However, it’s difficult to understand why people do certain things, or why they act the way they are. They expect things to go the way they want, but when it’s not the way they want, they get upset. I believe that’s an issue, and it has something to do their ego. They think they deserve what they want, may it be services and goods, or even thoughts and opinions, because they feel that they are entitled to them. When they don’t get them, they start turning into Mr. Hyde. Excuse me, but I’d like Dr. Jekyll back, thank you.

Not only ego, but I also believe that it’s lack of common sense. I even ask myself, “How do they live on when they make certain decisions?” I would get frustrated when there are decisions that I make., and people get upset with me, because I’m not taking their opinion, or “advice”, into consideration.

So, how is it that people don’t think about what they do? Is it because things are given to them? Do they like things given to them? What is it that truly makes people act, think, and behave a certain way? Everyone can say that it’s ego, but could it be instant gratification? When I receive things instantly, I ask, “What’s next?” Do people even ask that question?

Then, I would think of this statement, “Think as you go.” Once you decide, act on it. However, it does take time, so there is a lot of thinking going into it. In the end, something will come out of it. It’s like Confucius said, “Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.” And guess what? His statement has predicted that, and people are bringing it to existence.

Here’s my advice for people: evaluate for 5 minutes, give or take 10 minutes, and then move. There is such a thing as thinking as you act. It’s a risk, but you thought about it. At first, I thought thinking would get in the way of everything As I got older, however, I realized that thinking will set me free, then I execute.

Even after all of that thinking, it STILL amazes to me that people have such intelligence, and they use it to their own desire. The main reason for my love for people is their intelligence and how they use it is quite astonishing.

Remember, there is still more questions about people and their environment, and there is still time to explore those questions.

 

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Dear Diary, The World and I


Hello coffee lovers and avid readers! Welcome to Olive’s Library at Olive’s Café, where you can read the stories of adventurous characters as they explore life.

I would like to share a diary entry of a young girl as she questions the world:

Dear Diary,

I’ve been thinking about what’s going on in the world. I just want to know: why is there so much chaos? There are killings, corruption, secrets being revealed, dangerous diseases that are suddenly killing millions of people and it’s happening in certain parts of the world. I mean, what is really going on? I read books, and I imagine a whole different world. Then, I watch TV and all I see is the cause of my deepest fear. I cry because of what I see, and I continue to ask questions: “Why is this happening?” “How can people treat each other so horribly?” 
There are times where I go back in time, to when I was little, and all I saw was the sun, the green grass, and smiles from other kids. Now, the sun has been blocked by dark clouds, and the grass has dried due to lack of nutrients. This world is so dark, and I’m afraid of facing it. What can I do? Will the world have light again? Will the world be better again? I don’t even know…

What’s worse, there are kids living in two different universes. In one universe, kids are living in hunger and poverty, as they witness war right in their home. In another universe, kids are living in materialistic life, with no regards to common sense, and have no shame in their actions. From what I see, they are obsessed with things created by man. All this chaos is affecting the kids in a way that is separating them into two universes. What can be done about these worldly problems? 
Anyway, it’s bedtime, diary. I’ll come back tomorrow…

Please comment below on what this young lady can do to change the world.

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