Journal #1
Finn Clark
9/12/12
Language Arts
My drops of oil, I would think is my family. I could be off, later in life, doing something somewhere else, and I would never forget my family, like the wise man had said in the Alchemist, “Enjoy the marvels of the world, but never forget your drops of oil”. My family is my oil in the spoon while I’m enjoying my life around the world and back to where I live, so I don’t forget my drops of oil. They are my roots and I could never grow tall and strong without the comfort and safety I recieve from them.
I could never spill my drops of oil without something to catch them and put them back on my spoon, so I couldn’t ever lose or spill or forget my drops of oil on my spoon. My spoon contains my memory, my oil contains my family, with both of them in or on each other, it’s impossible for me to ever spill it.
If I spilt my oil, I would be ashamed for forgetting such important dates and memories that they have brought me or are bringing and some that are to come in my future and in theirs. I will do my best to never ever forget my drops of oil in my spoon and do my best to remind them to keep an eye on theirs so we don’t ever forget each other, I hope that in the years to come it will stay like this and until the end of time so that way it is best for everyone that may or may not be in my family, but in others as well.
This book is a very well made book for making others and myself realize things we have not before. The deeper messages are very well written and it takes some digging to uncover them but it’s all worth it in the end.
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