As you all know, I walk around analyzing people’s facial features, and I am always dumbfounded by the amount of aesthetic beauty there is in a person. Many a times, the person being observed is unaware of the facial features they have despite looking at themselves in the mirror every single day. Human beings innately place value on beauty and I doubt that anyone wants to deliberately deteriorate their level of appeal, but rather they seek measures of improving and enhancing their beauty.
Our entire multi-million dollar cosmetic industry relies on this one human desire.
Unfortunately, people tend devalue their own looks and lower their self-esteem if they simply don’t match up to the current culture’s idea of beauty. Yesterday was the Cindy Crawford beauty mole, today it’s Cara DeLevignes full eyebrows. Even if we have a good amount of confidence and self-esteem, we still seek outwards for validation. We tend not to believe in our own qualities—whether it’s regarding our personality, intellect or aesthetic—until we receive our transcripts for school, a compliment from a stranger, or a sense of appreciation for our qualities from our employer or our loved ones, we won't believe our "self."
Did you know that 85%-90% of the girls I shoot are not professional models?
This Goat ride was definitely one of my favorite sites to watch. It plays the same role as a ball pit at a Mall where parents drop of their kids and shop worry-free. This was the town's main market square and for as little as 1 peso you drop your kid to The Goat Man and as long as he rings the bell in his hand, the goat continues to walk around the square. After a few rounds, when you're done shopping you pick up your kid.
Every year around Christmas time, people become a little kinder, a little more generous and a little more giving. Also, I remembered that during my high school years in Vancouver, every time the Social Studies class went on a school trip to Cuba, they asked for donations of any kind, whether it was notebooks, coloring pencils, hygienic products or anything at all. The sanctions placed on Cuba make access to simple things we take for granted very difficult. Most Cubans holding a Cuban passport can never leave the country and people make very low wages. For example, a cardiologist in Cuba earns on average around $100 a month. Now, I understand many people are against the idea of "gift-giving" in countries such as Cuba, and I am sure my friends in International Development Studies reading this right now will not condone my actions since they will argue that it will widen the gap between the rich and the poor. (this article here explains why gift-giving does damage if any one is curious).
The children were smiling and laughing with such excitement when they received their little gifts. I have nieces and nephews in Canada who are never satisfied with anything you give them and nothing is ever enough for them. It was so relieving to see that you can finally put a smile on a child's face. I didn't simply want to "gift" and leave but I saw the gift as a means to break the ice, strike up a conversation, and practice my rusty Spanish. To speak and play in the children in the smaller towns, to me, was the most rewarding experience of my entire trip to Cuba.
Fascinating isn’t it?
LEARN BY OBSERVATION
Now, you need to know that I am a strong advocate of Observational Learning.
To me, the best way one can learn is through interacting with others.
Honestly, when I sit in a lecture with 300 people (I’m talking specifically about lower level courses) – I am fascinated that the entire auditorium is filled for yet another 90 minutes of learning (even though the slides are posted online and everyone can study the material on their own sweet time ).
Anyhow, the lecture material can be interesting but that’s not the only reason I go to class.
When I am sitting in that lecture, I look at the person in front of me, the person beside me, and I learn things from them. I observe the way he has color coded the different sections of the lectures in his Word Document, the girl 2 rows down uses EverNote but only types using two fingers.
The guy in front of me (who won’t stop touching his hair) uses a PDF reader to open the existing slideshows and adds sticky notes to areas where the professor nuances on certain points, and the girl sitting right next to me has a cool app that records and transcribes the professor’s talk into text.
And sometimes you might not learn enough just by observing, maybe your observations aren’t clear enough to deduce a clear judgment so you may need to “ask.” Asking might be frightening and the fear of being rejected or “too nosy” always restricts us from “knowing what we don’t know.” But if it’s something that isn’t crossing private/personal boundaries – why should it be a problem? By asking, you provide an opportunity for yourself to learn something new, and you provide the other person with an opportunity to feel knowledgeable and helpful.
Therefore, stop, turn to your right and tap her on the shoulder, open your mouth and verbalize your question: “hey, that looks really cool- what app is that?” to which she can break into a smile and say “omg, yes! My friend told me about it the other day it’s called XYZ – you can download it from the App Store” or she can continue looking at the professor and ignore your very existence (don’t you just love it when people ignore even hearing you?) The worst thing that can happen is that she can say, “I don’t know,” or “Sorry, I am not willing to disclose that information to you” – But that’s it – the world is still intact and we all continue to live. In other words, no big deal.
Learning from others need not be “LIFE’S GOLDEN SECRET”
Learning can be achieved from little things that we might sometimes unintentionally categorize as “pointless,” “ordinary” or even "banal." For example, my neighbor does her dishes right after eating. She has incorporated it into her entire cooking process –
1) prepare ingredients 2) cook food 3) wash dishes.
However, I usually complete the first two and ignore the latter, which in turn, results in a huge pile of dishes in my sink to which I am forced to meet with at the end of my day.
And of course, when it’s almost bedtime and I come back home and meet my dishes with revolt – I choose to sleep instead. Consequently, the dishes become a “balance carried forward” (thank you accounting for adding to my vocabulary despite making me feel stupid and miserable every day of the class) unto the next day and we enter a cycle, until I no longer have clean dishes.
But through observing her and noticing her spotless sink (at all times of the day) and the way it looks like a display sink at IKEA – I, too, decided that I would like to learn from her and appropriate her “philosophy of dishes” into my cooking scheme.
So you see, learning can be as simple as observing something "insignificantly significant"
- hah! There's your oxymoron of the day!
YOU CAN’T LEARN IF YOU’RE NOT PRESENT
If you’re going to class, if you’re going to meet a friend at a coffee shop, if you’re doing ANYTHING - either be goddamn present or don’t even bother at all! Listen to the conversation and avoid being distracted with your phone or social media.
We live in a day and age where we pseudo-study, we pseudo-listen and we pseudo-care. Break the pseudo-apathetic attitude and do things full-heartedly.
Be present, be mindful, and be conscious of your surroundings. Think of yourself as a pot of glue that inadvertently creates a sticky surface for all the information around you.
That way, you start to choose your surroundings better, you start to choose your friends and the people you associate with more consciously, you become better at categorizing “life’s happenings,” and how they add to your personal development.
You become skilled at processing information and you learn to react to your surroundings faster, and with better judgment. You might think of yourself – “gee, I’m not a computer, I can’t process information.” Yes, you can. You are already processing information right now as you’re reading this. And although you may not be a computer, remember this: humans, people, like you or me, were the ones who invented computers. So keep learning.
"Knowledge is power."
Once again, thank you for reading this month's blog post. Feedback and constructive criticism are always appreciated. If you're struggling through finals (just the way I am) --
I wish you all the best!
Until next month-- à tout à l'heure!
Hello everyone!! I know I haven't posted in a while, but hey, October isn't over yet and I want to have a blog post for you all every month. Some may be short, some may have more material; nevertheless, I am trying to promise myself some consistency .
So, I wanted to express some of my troubles regarding our food industry, how food is now treated as a luxury item, and a reflection of your certain social class; therefore, I went ahead and created the following world - also part of an anthropology mini assignment (using fiction to raise an ongoing issue in society). I hope you enjoy it!
Welcome to my world. This setting is not “other-worldly” or extra-terrestrial in any sort. People do not have alien heads nor do they have special spaceships for a weekend getaway. This part of the world is located within this era, within our own North American society, and bound by our very own cultural settings. The inhabitants of this world act just like us and look just like us, except that they have transparent torsos – just like newborn hamsters that wiggle around in their frail pink skin – these humans have their esophagus, their stomach, their lungs and everything in between or underneath completely visible to themselves and the public. Here, people do not wear clothes for aesthetical purposes but only for protection against the weather. However, even when clothed, the t-shirt, sweater or coat is designed in a way to frame the transparent region of their torso. People are not concerned whether they are wearing designer clothing, a fancy watch, or if they’re experiencing a “good hair day.”
All aspects of fashion are dismissed and rendered unimportant as the new way of impressing others is by showing off one’s “insides.” If someone has an important meeting, a romantic dinner-date or a presentation at university, they will try to eat expensive foods that are more “presentable” and liked by others. People no longer have nutritional privacy – everything they ingest is completely undisclosed to the public. Humankind’s end goal becomes making enough money to be able to afford high-priced organic luxury food items in order to maintain their social status. Naturally, this becomes an ongoing daily task, as the individual has to recreate his or her inner-aesthetics and social status every morning when he or she wakes up on an empty stomach.
My imaginary world provokes us to think about our North American society and the way access to healthy food has become a fashionable lifestyle for the elite. The “healthy-vegan-organic-renaissance” is advertised to people of higher social status because, in truth, they are only ones who can afford it. Indeed, it has become a fashion accessory to carry and drink a certain coffee brand and shop from a certain grocery store.
If we had transparent torsos, we would be able to see the insides of disenfranchised people. If their stomachs were not completely empty, we would see the lack of nutritional value in their food intake simply because they cannot afford it. They say “seeing is believing” and if we were to see people’s insides, and what their chemically modified food is doing to them instantaneously; perhaps then, we could be empathetic and realize how food corporations are perpetuating the marginalization of the undernourished and disadvantaged.
Until next month, folks!
I've always observed people around me during my years of university but I could never fully simplify them into categories because I felt like I had more years to go and more to see. Finally, now that I am in my senior year, I feel like I've seen exactly the right amount of people to write this blog post. If I don't write this now, I will regret voicing myself as a student and this can't be done post-graduation. So here we go...
1. "The freshman” - He or she just moved to the city from another province/state/or country. This individual wants to make as many friends as possible. According to statistics, this individual’s gender is usually female. She will give you her iPhone so you can punch in your name, your phone number and your email so she can text you to save her a seat, get notes from you and ask you for “university tips.” She’ll ask you where you’re from, what Rez you lived in and advice on taking "bird courses." She’ll basically study you and admire you every class, and just when class is over and you’re walking out embracing the silence that you missed for the past hour, your phone will buzz and notify you that “the freshman” has found you and added you on Facebook. Eeek!
2. "The GANG of Freshies" - This party will walk together and take up an entire sidewalk leaving you squished amidst them with your six bags of groceries. They are often heard explaining and elaborating upon “SOME CRAZY SH*T THAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT.” These specimens have probably just met last week at FROSH but will pretend like they've been best friends forever. They will wear their matching shirts and hats from FROSH WEEK and will continue to stick together all of first year. Right from the start of this organically formed group, there will be love triangles, inner-politics and lots of drama. Someone is always hitting on someone but she likes his friend but his friend likes her friend...and there’s always an annoying person who everyone wants to get rid of.
3. "The After-Class Smoochers" - These are often new students, probably in their first or second year. They will wait until the professor has finished his lecture, and will go to “introduce” themselves. They will compliment the prof on the “insightful and though-provoking” lecture that he or she provided and will continue the conversation by asking questions like… "where did you do fieldwork last summer?” or a random question like “so do we have to do the readings before we come to class” - Here, the questions are 100% insignificant - the student has a mission - and the mission is to make him or herself known and distinguished from the rest of the three hundred something students in the class. They will often nod their head and smile as the prof. addresses their question making sure they spend enough time for their face to be stored in the prof’s memory. They will slowly feel uncomfortable as they feel the number of people waiting behind them increase. They will say a sweet goodbye and tell the professor that they'll continue their conversation during “office hours.”
4. “That Funny Guy” - He is often found in upper-level classes where classes are smaller and his chances of being heard are higher. He is usually seen seated towards the front of the class, very close to the professor’s podium. When asked to introduce himself, he is ready promptly and does not pause or hesitate about what to say. He has probably practiced his “introduction speech” the whole last week of August, and is ready to present himself to the rest of his class as a bright, charming fellow. He will start by saying “Hi, my name is Cliff, and I’m an alcoholic." He will wait until he hears a few giggles from the girls and will continue with "haha just kidding." He will take up 10 minutes of class time explaining his major and his minor details and how he didn't actually plan on minoring in "Tibetan Scriptures" followed by lots and lots of unnecessary information in between. He ends up making fun of himself and the class moves on to the next person.
5. “That Annoying Girl” - She is usually well dressed, She will look like she just walked out of a hair salon and through various video footages from university CCTV’s, we have concluded that this female is by majority blonde or has blonde highlights or a fading ombré. Recently, our updates show that the “That Annoying Girl” comes in an Asian version as well. She likes to carry the navy blue Longchamp bag she bought last Spring Break from Paris and carries her MacBook Air in her Marc Jacobs laptop sleeve. Every class, her objective is to prove that she is the epitome of "BEAUTY & BRAINS" and will find a critical point to raise in class. The professor will pause for a moment and respond with "Good Question" but will fail to fully explain the answer to her satisfaction. Subsequently, "That Annoying Girl" will raise her hand again with something along the lines of "But I didn't quite understand so you mean...." She will continue her sentence by simply paraphrasing and simplifying what the prof said literally 15 seconds prior. However, let us not judge quickly, "That Annoying Girl" does not do anything aimlessly, her random question is a chance to shine and reminds her that she is still has her smarts even after 4 lazy months of summer. This will help her sleep at night.
6. "The Lost Girl” - Age: 18. This girl is often seen wearing a high-waisted circle skirt, a Jansport bag and a polyester blouse with flying birds printed on them. The frames of her glasses are tortoise shell and they match her leather strapped sandals. She’s in her first year of microbiology and she can’t find any of her classes. After helping her find the building, she will ask you if you have the BIO 112 textbook from last year because she is trying to save money on textbooks and is “asking everyone I see for the BIO 112 textbook." You apologize and tell her to look online on the “classifieds.” She then gasps and thanks you because she didn’t know there was such a thing, and thanks you a million times while bowing down to you and offers you her lunch as a sign of gratitude. (That last part was a lie)
7. "The PhD couple” - The archetype here consists of a male and a female in a romantic relationship and have left their conservative university back home to excel higher at an international level. They are in their late 20’s, early 30’s. Upon various sessions of eavesdropping, especially in foreign languages that our ears pick up quickly, we have concluded that this couple is in the field of a sort of Engineering or a subject that requires plenty of math and physics. They are probably very excited to have moved in together and live in North America without the rules and restrictions bounding them back home. They are usually seen wearing rimless glasses, a bright polo shirt, denim pants and white sneakers. Often spotted holding hands on campus, in the building corridors, in the library, at the gym - you see, the chances of getting lost during the first week is very high and one must protect their loved ones. They tend to exercise at the gym or go for a walk in the evenings after their research and will often match their outfits with one another.
8. "The Eager Gymnast” - This individual is usually a male in his mid or late 20’s. Probably a Grad student. He is always seen wearing a tank top with very thin straps so that his broad shoulders are accentuated and noticed by everyone. His biceps are just BIG, not the toned and defined kind of big, it is the big that resembles the shawarma meat-cone at your local Lebanese cafeteria. He is not there to work out, but he is there to throw a grand performance. He will throw the medicine ball in the air and clap his hands three times while doing handstands. He will keep opening and closing his lifting-belt while making loud thrusts and grunts that reminds everyone about the presence of his machoism (incase anyone forgot he was there or was listening to their music). He will go drink water from the fountain across the room between every set (roughly ever 7 minutes). This is a time where he can cool off from the heavy weights lifted, glance around for some good Lululemon yoga pants and show his pumped out veins to the rest of the guys. He makes the fitness centre a little more entertaining. Thank you.
9. “The Vegan Feminist” - Beware of this individual, she may look small and frail in her physique but her mouth will voice facts thrice her size. When it comes to opinions, she is the ultimate fiery dragon Super Mario has to slay in order to get to Princess Peach. She is the last level of all opinions and she not only defends herself while speaking, but also takes it upon herself to be a saviour and a voice of all the minorities in her generation. She will often interrupt the professor in the middle of a lecture and ask him/her to edit the slide and use more “gender neutral” language for teaching. She will shun history for being to "male-centric." She will quote from Judith Butler, Michel Foucault and Karen Horney and show you photos by Cindy Sherman. She will remind you that Cambodian kids in sweatshops made all the clothes you are wearing right now. She will show videos of meat factories and make you hate burgers. She will also remind you how oppressed you are as a woman, even in North America, and will convince you to move to Norway.
10. “Someone Like Me” - This individual is female. She walks between campus with a straight/serious face but will crack into a huge smile the moment she sees an acquaintance/friend. She is often carrying way too many things in her hand and if you ask her about it, she will complain about how much wrist pain she has because she carries her camera everywhere. She is often running from one class to another and will shout out “hey Samantha,” and run to her next class with her bag dangling behind her. When stopped for a brief chitchat, she'll overwhelm you by talking very fast, and will use high tones when talking about things she’s excited about. During these brief conversations, plans like “let’s catch up over lunch or coffee” are brought up and both parties seem very keen on. However, as the semester unravels, no one follows through and they prefer to keep in touch and follow updates through various forms of social media.
That’s a wrap folks! Share this if you laughed as much as I did.
Warning: Some incidents may not reflect actual reality and are written solely for satirical purposes.
Mina Mohit © 2014
Now, do I speak Turkish? No. Do I know anyone in Turkey? No. Do I know where to go and what to do? Not really, maybe only through Google and TripAdvisor results. My friends and family asked me what my “scheduled plans” were...honestly, I didn’t have any “plans” and I am actually glad I didn't !
Upon landing at the Istanbul Atatürk Airport, the first thing I realized was wow.. hardly anyone speaks English (even at an International Airport). Everyone starts talking to me in Turkish and I respond with "sorry sorry.. English please." They probably thought I’m some Turkish princess that forgot her mother tongue as soon as her plane entered the foreign airs of the stratosphere. Although I can physically pass off as Turkish, Arab, Latina, Pakistani, Indian (trust me, I’ve used my chameleon-esque features to get discounts wherever I can), I don’t speak every language.
I used simple English to find my way around, and found my way to the downtown area. I dropped my bags, freshened up and started exploring right away. I walked around, played with the street cats hanging outside the Donair restos and gazed at traditional jewellery kiosks. At this point, I’m super thrilled and filled with excitement and the fact that I am alone doesn't bother me one bit. Suddenly, I spot three Turkish girls in the middle of Taxim Square, spending a good 10 minutes taking 'selfies.' I observed them for a while and thought to myself, "well, if I took their picture, it would be so much better than some random selfie with the front camera of an IPhone." So I walked up to them and asked whether they wanted me to take their photo, they burst into a smile and said yes!
So this is how I met Hümeyra, Saadet, and Tuğçe (L-R)
Using pseudo-Turkish-Persian-Islamic terms and simple English (mainly pantomime), I managed to tell them about my mission statement and how I plan on capturing the changes in women’s beauty and fashion around the globe, and I politely asked them if they were interested in participating in my project. I immediately gave them my website and asked her to search it on her phone, luckily, she had 3G and my website popped up right away, they saw my work and kept asking me “YOU ?? YOU ??? YOU TOOK THESE??” I laughed away and in my imagination, I clenched my fist pulled back my elbow as if I were Tiger Woods winning in a golf championship.
In this day and age of Instagram, Facebook and Snapchat right at our fingers, you can immediately bond with people of your generation over the internet and social media. We instantly started following each other on Instagram and became friends! Despite the negative connotations associated with social media, I still believe it is a fascinating technology that allows us to expand our circle of friends and learn more about the cool or quirky things people are doing worldwide.
If you are already following me on Instagram, you probably have seen some of the shots from this day. If you haven't seen them yet, click the link above right away. You will get a sneak peak into the shoot and see the peculiar emotions that are exchanged between two strangers. I am grateful that I am a female photographer since it can be easier to create a comfortable ambiance with my models, especially in a Middle-Eastern/more conservative environment. Click here to see Hümeyra laughing behind the scenes. All in all, I learnt a lot on this trip and it allowed me to think differently, without stressing for plans, schedules, timetables, itineraries and certainty. Now I know I have friends in town the next time I visit the city again. I took every day as it came and captured some memorable photographs on the way. I think everyone should experience this. Strangers aren't scary as we make them up to be, and in fact, they have lots to teach you. Your best friends today were once anonymous strangers to you at some point of your life.
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à tout à l'heure!
However, don’t blame me completely; people get carried away with school, work, paying bills and other obligations that even those 20 minute pensive showers aren't sufficient for deep thinking and self-actualization. For 20 years, I have looked at the world through my perspective and my perspective only, not realizing that “hey…. not everyone has your habits, your reactions to things and your ability to express yourself about what bothers you, what makes you happy and what angers you.” Not everyone is like you Mina - deal with it!
You know how they say if you’re a liar, you think everyone is lying to you or if you’re a cheater, you think everyone is cheating you. Similarly, this entire time I thought people could tell me how they felt the same way my thoughts became effortless speech. I grew up in a household where if something needed to be said or done, it was either said or done. If not, it was expressed and eventually someone got to it. And since all the members of my family simply mirrored my own personality into an infinite oblivion like a four-walled fitting room - I simply thought everyone is like me too!
And I’m not saying that overtly expressing yourself is necessarily a good thing because there were times where my speedy thoughts became speedy words and I couldn’t go back and change them, which put me into lots and lots of trouble (ouch). I had this homogenizing vision that the world was filled with people with brains and mouths, which makes them capable of speaking and expressing themselves! Hah! So much for rationality!
However, what does this single-minded belief bring? A myriad of expectations! I always expected that people could simply tell me what was wrong and we’d all live happily ever after. WRONG. These expectations resulted in me virtually pulling my hair out as a sign of frustration with people I was dealing with because they wouldn’t or couldn’t verbalize the fact I was annoying them, getting on their nerves…. or on the contrary, doing something good, surprising and thoughtful!
And once again, I can go on and on about the important things that we’ve NOT learnt in school. Yes, we got our sciences and multiplications right, but that’s not life, and life is harder than math and science. We were dictated notes about botany, the stratosphere, the Pythagorean Theorem but never were we taught about our differences! Only now I can look back at all the 30 students I grew up with (all in one class, same teacher) and we've all become different people – in our hobbies, academics, lifestyles….and yes… the way we express ourselves!
Therefore, I am able to say that I have finally learned (maybe through a hard way) and I will vow to socialize and immerse myself within my community with this understanding that I am not interacting with a clone of myself (who would want to deal with another Mina?) It has taken a lot of reflection on my side to understand that people express themselves differently, people love differently, and even our most conventional methods of doing things, is done 180 degrees differently by other people. The more I meet people, the more I embark on a journey of self-learning and self-realization, a journey of understanding beautiful qualities in people that I personally lack, and perhaps I am envious of (for example: people that are super calm and collected – I don’t know how you do it, teach me your ways). All I know is that diversity is beautiful and it is our unique quirky qualities that make us who we are. So understand that people’s mechanisms work differently than yours, and this realization will allow people (like me) to appreciate the differences and learn from them.
Thank you for reading this post and being a part of my story.
- Mina Mohit
Said no one ever.
The word thank you is thrown around every day all day.
“Thank you” for shopping at Walmart, “Thank you” for paying for our services and helping us keep our business running. “Thank you” for commenting on my profile picture, “thank you” for thinking my shoes are fancy. “Thank you” “thank you” “thank you.” Its real efficient meaning, or its real value has been lost while we throw it around for different things that are not equivalent to each other. For example, you go to Baskin Robbins, buy a scoop of ice cream and you pay for it. You say “thank You,” walk out and enjoy your ice cream and move on with the rest of your day. You were polite and you had the common courtesy of saying “please” and “thank you” – the two words that are reiterated by preschool teachers to students over and over again.
Now around two weeks ago, I felt very ill and I had extremely high fevers followed by shivers, and I was stuck in bed unable to move. In this situation, I felt kind of helpless and had extreme hate towards my sickness and everything around me. I’m sure we’ve all experienced that. I picked up my phone and texted a bunch of people and told them about my situation, they were polite enough to text me back saying “Get well soon dear” and as common courtesy, I responded saying “thanks.”
However, there are people who go above and beyond the expected “common courtesy,” how do we express our gratitude to them? I was lucky enough to have a friend, who’s also called Mina, to show up at my place, make me tea, wet towels and put them on my forehead, and stay with me all night in case my fever went too high and I needed to go to the hospital. What are we supposed to do when someone goes that far to make sure you are okay and expect NOTHING in return? What can a sick person offer to her whilst she spends all night taking care of her? I was speechless; no one ever did that for me. As soon as I felt better, I was on a mission to make sure everything I did expressed in one way or another how grateful I was to her kindness that night. Saying “thanks” or “thank you” does not cut it. They're just not on the same playing field.
So do not treat the little acts as kindness people do for you as unseen or “conventional.” Being kind and helping others is voluntary and not part of any rule that is programmed in anyone. People show affection to others because they WANT to not because they HAVE to. So next time someone is doing something for you, hosts you at their home, cooks for you or does something that made you happy, don’t just say hey thanks and move on with your life (as if the whole world was created to please you left and right). Learn not only to say “thanks” but also learn how to show “thanks.” You can show it in many ways but one of the easiest yet most impactful way can be by simply sending a card. Buy a box of thank you cards from your nearest bookstore or gift shop, it wouldn't cost you more than $15 (I promise) and just keep it around your house. Or, if you want to be thrifty, pick up a thank you card from your nearest Dollarama, it doesn't matter how much money you spend on the actual card. You know what they say, "it's the thought that counts," so go ahead and mail it to the last person that did something nice for you. Yes, I meant "mail" yes with "stamps" and "post offices" and "pigeons" and "telegraphs." Old School, yes! Send a tangible card, with your own unique handwriting and see how excited they'll be. Don't let the facility of technology make you insensitive, lazy or unbothered. Old school works, trust me!
Mina lives in the chaotic city of London, United Kingdom. She uses writing as a way to bring calm the chaos.