Follow Your Heart

In response of Steve Jobs speech

Sometimes you might find yourself in a predicament; in this case, it might be a time to listen to your heart — what I did. About six years ago, I chose to work instead of going to the university that I had gotten scholarship there. I remember how difficult it was to put my dream of being an archaeologist aside in order to be a teacher for Afghan immigrant children in Iran. The first days I had a strange feeling, both happy and penitent; however, later I found my happiness was growing more and more. Just after some months, I almost forgot to be sad for giving up my education. Then I was a teacher for the third and fifth grade children, who were not allowed to participate in governmental schools in Iran. During the years I was working as a teacher, I could see kids’ souls through their eyes since they were so innocent. I could find the real honesty, the genuine happiness and the pure hearts. However, it was six years but now I feel it was only a second, a second of purified joy, the joy of being the person that I wanted and a person who could see the souls through the eyes. Even though, I was working for about 10 hours a day, I was so energetic at the end of the days that wished them to be longer. However I was their teacher, it was they who taught me what the real life was. I could find the essence of humanity in their simple words and sentences and looks, which were free of cheating, hatred and lying. It was in that little school where I found the ubiquitous power of words, when I could understand I can shatter someone’s dignity with only one bad word or wipe his/her tiredness of working before coming to school. There, I found how someone who is not from your family, your blood and even your city can be just like your real sister and brother. I found how humans are hungry for and full of passion and love.  We the teachers and the students were both happy to be liked by each other and to like each other. There, I found that each of us is born to do something and take one burden of the burdens of the world. Finally, I found the value of what my father said when I told him about my decision on studying archaeology, “It is better to be useful for living humans more than for dead ones.”