This is the end… I mean of the semester, because I don’t plan to stop looking for dreamers. I know that I have started this blog as a project for my Multimedia Journalism Class. However, I’m from those who easily get attached to everyone and everything (not by chance all the pets I have taken from the street are still at home, although I always promise my mum that they will stay just for a day). That’s why I don’t think that I will be able to say goodbye to this virtual shelter of mine and I hope that next semester I will have enough time to find more people whose stories to share with you.
But for now, let me concentrate on this final post and let me apologize in advance for its extraordinary length…
PART ONE: What about me???
Honestly speaking, I had a tough time choosing what to tell you this time and after a few sleepless nights of constant planning, I realized that every time I was interviewing my victims, I was wondering what I would answer to the questions I was asking them. That’s why no matter how narcissistic it may sound, I decided to interview myself and to share with you my personal story… I think that after torturing so many people, this is fair enough…
1. Do you consider yourself a dreamer?
The truth is that I have never thought about this before I started this blog. And now, I could say that I am definitely a huge, huge dreamer. I guess I spend 80% of my time dreaming and 20% studying, from which about 90% I spend in dreaming about passing my exams. So, it turns out I am dreaming almost all the time and thank heavens my dreams usually come true, because otherwise I won’t be able to graduate soon!!!
2. What was your childhood dream?
That’s easy, because this one has never changed and will never change. But let me tell you a story…
In my country, there is a superstition that the first object children catch with their hands when they start walking predetermines their future profession. I made my first steps on my first birthday. Later on that day, either to facilitate me or to fly in the face of fortune, on the threshold of our living room my mother arranged a textbook in mathematics (thank goodness I didn’t choose it), a photographic camera, a typewriter, a fiddlestick, a stethoscope, and a recorder.
My grandmother took me out of my cot and left me at the one end of the corridor. The spectacle was to begin. The curtains were raised and the domestic public took its stand near the living room’s door. Without waiting for their loud applauses, I started walking and crawling towards the end of the “stage”, where the members of my audience were shouting encouragingly as if it they were watching a cockfight.
When I reached the threshold, my public was already impatient to see whether the barrier of objects there would arouse my curiosity. I sat on the floor and stretched my little fingers towards the textbook, but when I was about to touch it, as if something pushed me and with great efforts I took the vintage recorder, standing to the left. It was a heavy metal box in silver and black, covered with numerous buttons. I started pressing them, smiling and giggling as if I was aware of what I was doing.
“She will become a journalist,” my grandfather said with conviction like a real prophet.
This was the end of the spectacle. The curtains were dropped and the baby taken back into the crib, where she fell asleep almost immediately.
I am telling you this story as if I remember it vividly. The truth is I do not, but when I heard it for the first time from my mother, I felt as if I have always known it. I am not sure whether this is a mere coincidence or a destiny, but I have always dreamed of becoming a journalist. When asked what they want to be when they grow up, little girls usually say a princess, a teacher, or a doctor. But this wasn’t the case with me. I cannot think of a time when I wanted to be something else. And yet, do not imagine that before being born I was summoned to court, where fate was the judge and where it was decided that my life-long sentence would be to be a journalist. No, nothing like that ever happened to anyone, because destiny’s main purpose is to direct our life not to determine its course.
Personally, I do not believe in superstitions and fortunetelling. Therefore, it is impossible for me to acknowledge that my future can be ordained. But I believe in destiny. I believe in the destiny that you and I create for ourselves. Not by chance Franklin D. Roosevelt once said that “men are not prisoners of fate but of their own minds,” and I would add of their own dreams. After all, fate doesn’t create us, we create it. The choices we made yesterday determine who we are today and those that we make now determine who we will be tomorrow. So be careful what you wish for, because sooner or later you have to bear the consequences of these choices.
I was lucky that the main consequence of my dream is actually this blog!!!
3. What are you dreaming of now?
In fact, lots of things, but I will tell you about the most difficult one to achieve… I want to fly an airplane one day or at least a helicopter. I simply love being in the sky. This feeling – it is something I cannot describe. It is more than freedom, more than fear, more than peace. It is a feeling for which a word has not yet been created!
4. Tell me about a dream on which you gave up!
When I started high school, I really wanted to continue my education in the USA. So, all these years I was preparing for this and it was not easy at all because I had to take SATs in different subjects. The problem came from the fact that I was actually studying everything in Bulgarian. Moreover, the curriculums were different in many areas, so yes this was a challenge, which I successfully overcame in the end. However, after seeing the first letter starting with “Congratulations! You are admitted…” I didn’t smile. At that moment I realized that I was not ready to go so far away from home and just to throw away my life here and to start all over in an unknown country. My mum is definitely the happiest from my decision, although traveling from Blagoevgrad to my hometown takes the same time as traveling from Sofia to New York, but even this miserable fact makes me smile…
5. What is your recipe for making dreams come true?
D is for “dream,” because in order to make dreams a reality, first of all, you need to have some.
F stands for “fight,” because if you patiently wait for something to happen without making some effort, just forget about it. If you want something, take it!
B is for “believe,” because sometimes just to believe is enough!
6. Do you think that there is a place for the dreamers nowadays or they will be chewed up and spit out by the conventional society?
Of course there is a place for the dreamers nowadays. Actually, today there is no place for the conventional society. So, I truly believe and hope that it will be the dreamers who will chew up and spit out the so called conventional thinkers…
Well, this was definitely the easiest interview for this blog… At least I was not feeling guilty at all for wasting someone else’s time…
PART 2: What did I learn during this journey?
I am from those crazy people who still make plans of the lessons they read, use colorful pens, and highlight important things… That’s why I decided to make something like a summary plan of what I have learned during these past three months as an MMJ student!!!
I. The lessons I have learned for myself:
- It is never too early to start writing your next story!!!
- Technology doesn’t like me and rarely cooperates with me!!!
- Write down your passwords even if you always use the same one!!!
- Always check that you are holding the camera the right way!!!
- Never allow the charm of your interviewee to make you forget to press the button for shooting! Otherwise, you will end up with a 4-shot video in the best case scenario. And this is a serious problem if you are shy enough to ask him to meet again!!!
II.The lessons I have learned from my victims
1. Lesson №1: Dream Realistically
Professor John Rodrigue was the first person I interviewed for my blog and the main message he tried to convey through his story was: “Dream big, but dream big in something that you can actually do!”
2. Lesson №2: Never Give Up!
The next person I asked to share her dreams with me and with you was one of my best friends – Kali Kurtova. She was part of the AUBG community and also one of my roommates last year. However, she went to study in the Medical University in Sofia in order to fulfill her dream of becoming a doctor. So, she is the perfect example for someone who never gives up on their goals. “I’ve come to learn that you don’t reach your dream because you’re destined to, but because you’re determined to,” was one thing she told me that I will never be able to forget!
3. Lesson №3: It Is the Journey That Matters, Not the Destination!
The third person who willingly agreed to answer my questions was Hristo Georgiev. He told me so many things that I have no idea how to sum them up in just a few sentences. However, if I had to make a cheat sheet, I would choose the following quote, because it’ll always remind me for the main lesson I learned from him: “basically it is not the fact of becoming that makes you happy, but actually the process of doing it, because when you go back and see how much you have done, you feel that immense satisfaction of yourself.”
4. Lesson №4: Stop Dreaming and Start Doing
Ivaylo Stefkov was my next victim. He was a total mystery for me and in a way he still is, because you cannot get to know a guy just from a seven minute talk about his dreams. However, what I realized about Ivo is that he is not from those who dream quietly in the corner. He is from those who dream and then always act. Not by chance, his main message was: “stop dreaming!”
5. Lesson №5: There is Always a Place for Dreaming
Anna Bashuk was the last AUBGer I interviewed before the Fall Break. What can I say about her?! She just knows how to make you laugh. Anna is the typical freedom-loving person – a traveler, a photographer, a writer, a person who believes that “there is always place for dreaming, because otherwise it is boring to live!”
6. Lesson №6: Do What Brings You Joy!
The next person who shared her dreams with me was the smiley girl Tsveti Zaharieva, whose main advice to all of us was to always do what brings us joy, “because if it doesn’t bring you joy then nobody will feel it for you if you don’t feel it yourself,” she further explained.
7. Lesson №7: Just Follow Your Dreams!
I really enjoyed this interview for two reasons. First of all, it was my seventh one and seven is my favorite number. Secondly, just because of the person I talked to. I remember that the one and only thought that came to my mind after we finished was: “I regret not getting to know him earlier.” However, later is better than never after all. Bojan Mladenovski is the one I am talking about – the one who successfully convinced me that “dreams are your own matter and if you want to follow them, you should definitely follow them.”
8. Lesson №8: “Be Positive”
The last victim of this blog was Desi Nikolova, the life with whom exceeded all my dreams and expectations (she is my roommate for those of you with dirty thoughts). What I won’t forget about this story is her recipe for making dreams come true. Not only because of the exciting manner in which she shouted it in my ear, but because of the recipe itself: “Being positive,” she told me, “this is the ultimate recipe for everything.”
PART THREE: Time to conclude, but not to say goodbye!
The truth is that these past three months changed me for the better. Not to mention that I even overcame my “fear” of being in front of a video camera… I am thankful for being was part of Blogwarts – the best MMJ class ever. I am thankful for being literally forced to create AUBG Dreaming! I am thankful even for opening an account in Twitter! I sincerely enjoyed every second of this short but priceless journey, and I am sure this is not the end!