Garage Sale Diaries 2: Online Version

Author’s note: I used the webpage http://www.leboncoin.fr to sell my second-hand items.

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The online version of my first garage sale is shaping up to become more like an opportunity to reflect on human behaviour- mine, primarily.

This mini-project has enabled me to reflect about myself.

The first on the list were my intentions when I decided to take this on. Of course, the main objective was to earn a little money while getting rid of things that are already of no use to us- most especially baby’s equipment. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t need the money. I’m not desperate, but if I can earn a little to cover some costs of moving from one country to another then I’ll go for it!

I made it a point to price the items a bit higher than if I sold them to friends. I thought it would also leave room for negotiation in case I like the buyer. Is this my little way to have fun? by taking this small chance to manifest the control freak in me and having a valid reason for it? I had a good laugh meditating at this first of many thoughts.

The second realization I had was that through this type of exchange, one gets a peek at the human psychology in a very candid way. It might be due to the anonimity, mixed with the  honesty system. I invite you to read on and see what I mean:

The first item I ever sold was a hair dryer. It was a little more than a  year old and I can tell you it has only been used exactly 5 times. I got so many inquiries about it and after receiving each text message or each email, I would refer to the potential buyer as a “she”. What a surprise to discover that most of them were a “he”. I was very surprised! more so because the guy who finally bought the hair dryer had really short hair… (Oh, and the cheeky monkey tried to make me lower the price even more. Tough luck!)

When I told my husband about this strange phenomenon, he explained it wisely enough by reasoning out it’s a cheap Christmas gift. And if it works perfectly, then it would clearly suit the girl’s need.

I tried to fight the stuck-up girl in me from judging the situation. I’m not confirming that the buyer would truly give the used hair dryer as a gift; but as I tried to picture myself receiving a second-hand or pre-loved present, I didn’t think I’d like it.

Further along my daydreaming, I imagined myself thinking that the giver is stingy, that he or she doesn’t appreciate me much for giving me a cheap pre-used hair dryer and that I would definitely think twice the next time I get a gift for that person.

Immediately, I felt (I still do) so bad for being so superficial and not having any excuse for it. Sorry but there’s no childhood trauma, nor a family tradition that could explain why I’m this shallow. The only thing I could say for my part is that I would not give a second-hand gift to anyone, unless the recipient himself tells me he doesn’t mind, or that’s what he wants.

For a while, I tried to reflect upon this from a different angle- the gift’s utility. If someone gave me a pre-loved item as a gift, will I use it? or will it just be stuck in a cabinet gathering dust? In the case of the hair dryer, I had to admit to myself that it is a useful gift. Winter is settling in fast in the Northern Hemisphere- many people still want to wash their hair and not freeze afterwards, including me!

Lesson learned: price tags say little about what a gift represents. The real question for the buyer/gift giver is- was it a bargain or a waste of money?

The next two items I sold together were Leo’s first bathtub (the foldable type) and the seat. This time around, I made sure people would make a good deal out of them. I figured that if future parents are scouting for second hand baby equipment online, it’s because they’re making every cent count.

My husband and I bought a couple of things from Leboncoin for our son, but mostly we got brand new items. It made a dent on our wallets but we thought, “This is our first baby!”. And hard as it is to explain, it’s exactly because of this that I understand why some parents would prefer to get pre-loved items and save their money for other things.

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Personally, I would not buy second hand baby equipment from strangers. I’m annoyingly scrupulous about these kinds of things. Funnily enough, I believe that is precisely why I made sure the equipment were in good condition.

Lesson learned: Empathy arises in the most mysterious of ways.

The third item I was able to sell was a black dress. I priced it very cheaply because truth be told, it was bought by one of my very good friends L! Just like what happened with J, I didn’t hesitate to let her be the new proud owner of that robe de fête because I know how much she would care for it. Besides, with my new-mom figure, I can’t deny that it would look so much better on her!

It must be said though, that my experience in online selling is as varied as the amount of people who have inquired about the items I’ve put on display. So without boring you with the details of our interaction, I shall simply list below the interesting observations I gathered from this social experiment cyber vide grenier.

1. People may adopt irritating attitudes when contacting the seller: asking for a discount, requesting for the item to be sent by mail or worse, demanding the seller to go to their place to deliver the purchase. I tried to never lose the opportunity to exercise patience and politeness towards these people. But I also made it a point to be firm about my terms and conditions.

Lesson learned: somehow, it’s so much easier to exercise assertiveness when you can’t put a face on the person receiving your message.

2. Others don’t really know what they want.I learned how to detect them and didn’t lose time entertaining them when they start telling me about their lives and why they think they should buy the item or not. But if they make inquiries about the item (price, quality, brand and other characteristics), then as a seller I have the obligation to reply truthfully. Leboncoin works based on an honesty system and so far it has worked well for me.

Lesson learned: unless you’re really in need of money, entertaining undecided online buyers for pre-loved items is a waste of time. Turn your efforts into something more useful like better describing the item on display.

3. Before uploading pictures and details about the items to be sold, I should have tried to put myself into the shoes of potential buyers. This would have allowed me to think about the questions I would ask in case I get interested in anything: “How do I know this is an authentic (brandname) polo shirt?”, “What other payment options do you offer aside from cash?”, “Is it possible to meet up with you halfway between my place and yours for me to pick the item up?”, “What guarantee do I have?”, “What happens if this doesn’t work?”, et cetera, et cetera…

Lesson learned: at the end of the day haste only brings half-baked results and more work than expected.

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4. I admit that even before I sold anything, I was already prepared to keep the stocked items back. Somebody else will always offer a better price, a better quality or even a more convenient way of delivering the item to the buyer. So it should not come as a surprise if there are items left unsold.

To solve my dilemma about space and storage, I made a mental list of which friend will receive such and such item if I failed to sell them.

Lesson learned: even the best laid plans do not lead to the most ideal results. 

-The End-

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Garage Sale Diaries 1: In-Person Version

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Rewind back to 24 years ago in Binakayan, Kawit, Cavite (Philippines):

I tried having a garage sale when I was 8 years old. I was suddenly obsessed with having a lot of cash, so I collected all my nice things and took a long, good look at them: a neon-green plastic jewelry box with its lock and key, a super-hero themed coin bank, a black and pink striped jumping rope (a boy from my class bought it for me so I could give it as a birthday gift to another girl, but I kept it anyway; he didn’t seem to mind when I told him) and my 60+ bead-shaped plastic “kisses” (a.k.a. aroma beads).

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I thought they would be irresistible to all my friends and in my mind, I was already projecting sales of up to 50 pesos!

Sad to say, the enterprise was not successful because when my first customers arrived asking how much things cost, I realized I couldn’t put any price on anything on display! The thought of my jumping rope being used by Beng-beng or my coin bank being filled with Dan-dan’s filthy coins (I meant that literally, that boy was not very hygienic) didn’t sit well with me. Quickly I changed my mind and gave up my dream of having 50 pesos for the day. But that was okay, I forgot all about it as soon as we ran out to play. I think we ended up climbing a guava tree that afternoon…

Fast forward to when I’m 32 years old, in Paris 12ème (France)

*Note: Garage sale is called vide grenier in French. This literally means “empty attic”.

As I carefully picked clothing too bulky to be brought back to Madrid, I remembered the exact moment I purchased each of them: the very first black coat I bought as “serious” office outfit, the white blazer I got for a wedding I couldn’t attend to because I got sick, the pencil cut skirt that was wearable during all the 4 seasons, the little black dress I purchased on sale for a New Year’s Eve party and the maroon dress I got “just because”.

Hard as it was for me to part with them, I saved myself from getting too emotional by offering them to my friends first. I didn’t mind selling them at a very low price- what mattered was that they were going to the hands of someone who would appreciate and take care of them as much as I did.

My husband criticized me at first because he considered the prices as a big joke. I said of course I could’ve sold the items at 5 times more expensive but my conscience wouldn’t allow it. Each item must be at least 5 years old, was purchased either on sale or in an outlet store and was very much used back then. I just took care of my clothes really well. (My secret? I brought them to the dry cleaners instead of washing and ironing them myself.)

Anyway, I sent a text message to my friend J (we’re both petite women, so I thought maybe she’d like to check the stuff out). She was thrilled and agreed to come to our house.

She came, brought Leo a gift for his 1st birthday and got me a box of chocolates. This garage sale started out pretty well, wouldn’t you agree?

So, after the customary “how are yous?”, “fine and yous?” , etc… she proceeded to try on the clothes. She loved almost all of them because she purchased 6 out of the 10 items I was selling. J was also very shocked at how low I priced each clothing. But I explained that they were really used clothes. They just don’t look it because I really paid attention not to wear them out.

She was so happy with her purchases, she asked me to go with her the next time she went clothes shopping! She even said that she has never dressed so elegantly for work. I was truly, very glad. That honestly made parting with my clothes much easier, seeing that my friend was so happy. She looked beautiful, of course. But what made her more beautiful was the look in her eyes when she saw herself in the mirror wearing my pre-loved stuff. It’s as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing! And that, dear reader was the cherry on top.

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I wholeheartedly bade farewell to my precious clothes and sincerely wished my friend the same confidence and poise that they used to give me.

Why am I disclosing all this?

First of all because as obvious as it might sound, garage sales are truly a great way to rid oneself of things we don’t want or need anymore. Even if the sole purpose is just to de-clutter limited space (we can’t all have Kylie Jenner’s mansion now, can we?), this is a great way to do it.

Second of all, it is worth mentioning that people are big on acquiring second-hand items in France. When not buying, people wouldn’t hesitate to get usable furniture or decoration left on the street. You see, some really generous (or desperate) folks would leave their possessions on the pavement for the rest of us to freely pick up: baby strollers, cabinets, bedside tables, books, kitchen appliances… once or twice I even saw toilet bowls.

However, we’re talking about things that I really did love. So the “love” in “pre-loved” isn’t just a term. It really described how I felt about those clothes, explaining why I made sure they went to very good hands.

Truth be told, I wouldn’t have gone back to Madrid with any of them. Had my friend not purchased anything, I would’ve sold them online at a higher price. But I’m currently selling other things that way and the dynamics are totally different (more of this later). As I’ve said earlier, it seems I made the right choice because I disposed of them immediately and my friend was able to shop without the hassle of actually doing it the traditional way.

My husband told me that I might as well have handed the clothes for free, if I were going to sell them so cheaply. What he doesn’t understand is that there’s a reason why a “symbolic price” is called as such. The psychology of the person who acquires something differs when it is freely offered to them, compared to when they have to give something in exchange.

Another reason I’m sharing this is because garage sales are another fun way to bond- aside from sleep overs, dinners, movie nights, shopping trips or drinking sprees.

Several years ago, a friend also held a garage sale in her house. Her aim was to make more space in her closet, so she invited family members and some friends to take a look at her stuff (for some reason, I ended up not paying for anything I got). And it was there where I got the idea to hold a garage sale for friends.

I believe this is a good idea especially if you’re trying to sell anything with sentimental value because you wouldn’t want just anybody to go to your house and try or test them, would you? At least that was how I felt about the whole ordeal.

When it comes to your friends being your “clients”, you can easily slip in a few snacks, some gossip tidbits from your common circle, talk comfortably about anything that comes up and it’s even nice when they stay for a while longer even after the purchase.

Additionally, I would like to let people know how much joy the whole process gave me: from the day I had to text my friend, to the moment she came to our house (bearing gifts, too!) and finally upon seeing her so proud of herself for having acquired such nice items at a very low cost… I know I made my friend happy and at the same time, she knows she’s helping me a lot with our packing problems. It’s a win-win situation.

Lastly, when I compare this experience to my first intent of garage sale a quarter of a century ago I realize that the reason why it didn’t happen was because I really couldn’t make do without those bibelots. They may be junk to anybody else, but for me, the jewelry box was magical, the coin bank was cool, the skipping rope gave me super powers and the aroma beads multiplied themselves when flattened with a pencil… In short, they were irreplaceable objects back then.

This time around, I had to be practical and admit that clothes are expendable. To give you a clearer idea of my point: I would never sell any of the books or comic books I had here in Paris, may they be bought, salvaged from a park bench or originally brought from Madrid 3 years ago.

Tips

Before ending this entry, I would also like to share some tips I got from this personal experience namely regarding garage sale and pricing.

But before that, may I first suggest that you be very clear on why you’re having a garage sale. Is it to de-clutter your wardrobe? Perhaps you want to make space for new stuff? Or maybe just like me, you’re moving and doesn’t want to bother with packing bulky stuff like winter clothes. It is also possible that you simply wish to raise funds for something new to purchase!

This is a very important step because the reason you’re doing it will determine the rest of the things you’ll have to do to make the garage sale: the choice of items to sell, the pricing, the choice of how to hold the event, etc…

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In my case, I wanted to get rid of some of our things and at the same time earn a bit of money to pay for the boxes we have to send to our new house. But I also wanted the future customers to find real value on what they’ll buy from me. I want to be part of that group who does what’s in their hands to curb excessive commercialism. I would like to contribute to a more sustainable, less aggressive model of consuming in my own little way…

Having said that, below are some of the tips I promised earlier:

On garage sales

  • Gather all the objects you want to get rid of.
  • Separate them in groups according to: very good condition, good condition, slightly impaired and very impaired.
  • Donate the very impaired ones. People buying second hand items are most probably not first-timers and they would be pissed off if they discover they’d been outsmarted. Admittedly, many people sell very impaired objects. My husband once got a vacuum cleaner that never worked. But I would suggest you save yourself the trouble of potentially facing a non-content buyer.
  • Itemize the objects and write a brief description about them.

On pricing items in your garage sale

  • Search for the items you’re selling and find out how much they cost when brand new. From there, price your products according to their condition, how many times they have been used and how much do you think they are in demand.
  • Ask yourself whether you’d buy the same second-hand objects at the prices you just set. Be very honest with your answer. Also, ask people around you for their opinion.

After you’re all set, I believe you are now ready to announce your garage sale via SMS, group chatting devices, social media and of course- through word of mouth!

Tune in next week for “Garage Sale Diaries 2: Online Version”.

On Opportunities and Other Lessons from Wile E. Coyote

Opportunity (noun / op.por.tu.ni.ty / \ˌä-pər-ˈtü-nə-tē, -ˈtyü-\)

  • a favorable juncture of circumstances
  • a good chance for advancement or progress

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A little flashback…

Wile E. Coyote- the most hard-headed, stubborn, and pathetic cartoon character that I knew of. I didn’t care much about him when I was in my pre-teen years. I was all about the Roadrunner who I considered the fastest, smartest and coolest looney toon (right after Bugs Bunny). 

Everything changed when I went to Spain. Oh, how the Spanish loved the Coyote! (Just as they love Tom more than Jerry, or the fact that they feel more sympathy for Elmer Fudd than for Daffy…). It took me a while to understand their perspective but it was only lately that I began to fully appreciate Coyote.

Exactly several weeks ago, I started to entertain different side projects and I reflected on how this character always saw the glass half-full. Only then did I really see him under a different light- the most determined, creative and hard-working animated creature I have ever seen.

Introduction

Finding a job is generally hard, or at least not easy. Ask anyone unemployed and most probably they’ll give you the same answer, “The company’s not hiring”, “The firm’s actually laying people off”, “I can’t renew my contract because the department has no budget”, et cetera… Added to that is the fact that more and more people are better educated, more highly trained and some of them are willing to settle becoming underpaid just to have a job.

All of these challenges multiply to 20 times more difficult in Paris, under normal circumstances. It should come as no surprise, considering it’s a big city. It houses many international companies who daily face 10,000 times as much qualified people fighting to work with them.

Given the economic crisis/slowdown (whichever makes you feel better), it becomes 100 times extra harder to even land on an interview with the recruiters!

Thus, the day it finally dawned to me that I’ll never get a job in Paris, I stopped all kinds of activities related to job hunting* such as: checking job sites for vacancies, tweaking my resumé, and writing alternative versions of my cover letter.

What I did instead was to meditate on my situation and watch some cartoons. After enjoying a several episodes of the Looney Toons, I started to think about Wile E. Coyote’s unrelenting attitude about catching the Roadrunner.

Following are the lessons I picked up.

Lesson number 1: Change your game plan.

Ironically, the first lesson is something the Coyote never applied in his own life. For years and years for as long as I can remember, he would always resort to dynamites, bombs, anvils or other heavy objects and booby traps to catch the Roadrunner. Not once did he ever think to change his strategy. (For instance, he could bribe corrupt traffic policemen to arrest the other for over-speeding and he can have the bird handed over to him in jail.)

In light of this mistrust towards change, we should not wonder why the famished canine never got roasted Roadrunner on his dinner table.

Back in the real world, I realized how all this time I had done nothing but follow the same routine: look for a job, apply for an interesting vacancy that suits my qualification, tweak my resumé, tweak my cover letter and wait for their response. I believe the only change I incorporated in the last two years is re-sending my application after 15 days of not hearing from the company. This is not so bad. In fact, this is the way people normally find livelihood. But in 730 days, all I got were 5 job interviews.

Immediately, I became aware that I actually have to do something more productive- something that would actually turn in better results. So instead of looking for jobs, I started to look for opportunities- to showcase the quality of my written work, to build contacts, to reconnect with friends and peers from the past, to learn about other fields similar to mine, to discover different fields that have nothing to do with my expertise, to see what others are doing and to be inspired with what pioneering people are developing around me.

Perhaps I could liken my opportunity-seeking efforts to that of sowing. One sows a seed, tends to it, nurtures it and does all that it takes to produce a bountiful harvest. In the same way, I have this blog where I could practice and improve my writing and researching skills. Likewise, my social media activity has granted me access to dynamic people who have very interesting stories to tell, and who have allowed me the privilege of interviewing them. Although, it must be said that none of these transpired in a day.

As it is, this leads us to the second lesson…

Lesson number 2: Do be patient.

Exercise patience in practice- not in speech, not in theory, not in your mind, not as a “what if”.

How many times have we seen the Coyote go after the Roadrunner again, and again, and again until we get tired and turn the TV off without being told to? And during those times when we would watch him go at it yet once again: how often would we see him assembling traps, studying blueprints, constructing weapons? Then after having prepared his equipment: how frequently would we catch him hiding behind a cactus, a boulder, fitting himself into the form of a telephone pole while waiting for his prey to pass by?

Just as the Coyote worked hard to ensure that his ACME materials would work and that the bird would sooner or later pass his way, so does the farmer. For he is certain that he will gain something from what was sown. He also knows that for him to be able to gain anything, he would need TIME to do its work.

Not all that I have sown bore the fruits I expected and there were instances when the seed even turned to be a bad one. Yet I had no way of knowing until it was time to know. I was in no position to rush anybody or anything. Waiting is as much part of any process as the more active tasks. The key is to learn how to wait.

Lesson number 2.1: Learn how to wait.

This is something I had to learn from my own experience because unfortunately, not all of my “targets” move as fast as the Roadrunner.

The best way I learned how to wait is to make sure there is nothing left pending on my to-do list. Why not take a look at yours?

After marking every item with a check, proceed to ask yourself these questions: When did you last visit your dentist? Have you talked to your grandparents lately? What about that coffee date you keep on postponing with your former office mate? It may seem absurd now, but in keeping yourself active you won’t notice whether time is flying fast or slow.

The second best way I spend my waiting time is observing my surroundings. With the internet, I can do this not only beyond my doorstep but also across national and continental borders. By doing this, who knows what other opportunities are waiting to be unlocked?

Lesson number 3: Every result is a valid result.

In this case, the word VALID is not the same as DESIRED. 

Notice how in scientific experiments, all types of results are noted down (if you did an Investigatory Project in high school maybe this will ring a bell). If there is enough occurrences of such outcome, it will be factored in drawing conclusions. Why is this? because we can always learn from the past, and there’s no better way of reviewing it than taking detailed notes.

Do you remember what the Coyote would do if the giant slingshot didn’t get him close enough to the Roadrunner? what about when the canon literally backfired on him? or that time when the rocket took him too far away? He would just keep on trying new equipment until he finds himself fallen in a ravine, crushed under a ton of boulders (or an anvil).

I never take any failure for granted. I write down everything I could describe, all that I could remember and I try to consider them the next time there is another opportunity to seize.

Once I started applying this principle, my motto has since become…

Lesson number 4: No stopping (No detenerse, in Spanish)

Mr Coyote never stopped. He just kept on running and chasing after the bird even if he already hit a wall.

Do you recall how he dealt with the situation after hitting a wall? Aside from smiling at the stars and birds that circled around his head, he would paint a door, a tunnel or any type of passageway that would allow him to cut across that roadblock. 

Lesson number 5: Create opportunities for yourself.

After more than half a year of searching for opportunities other than a 9am-6pm job, I realized I had to do something more and something better. By that time, I have surrounded myself with a fantastic community of entrepreneurs, professionals, freelancers and different types of passionate people who were already giving me various ideas.

From them I learned that just like the Coyote, it is possible to create a door or a path for us to follow. The end is not the end, unless we want it to be.

Frequently, we take the already downtrodden way because it is the safest option. But truly, risks are contained in any decision we make, including when we stay undecided. Having an employment contract is financially less riskier than not having one, that’s for sure. The thing is, everything entails a risk: even signing on a “permanent” job has the risk of being dismissed. If we didn’t want to be in danger of losing it, then we shouldn’t take the job in the first place- is that how we should view life? I’m not suggesting to jump into any venture with eyes closed. Perhaps the solution is not so much to avoid risks but rather learning how to manage them. As the Spanish would say, “Quién no arriesga, no gana” (Nothing risked, nothing gained).

Do you know what the good news is? The good news is that should you decide to build your own lane and find yourself facing a cul-de-sac, you may always go back to pursue the tried and tested trails.

If we truly wish to move forward then it wouldn’t matter whether we crawl or run; it matters that we keep going (thank you, Doctor Luther King).

People who create opportunities gift themselves the chance to achieve excellence.

This is not to say that the road you will construct will be a smooth one. It never was the case for any of my auspicious friends and peers. But by letting their own selves be the engineer, contractor, builder, supervisor and financier of their ambitions, they all took the necessary preparations to face different kinds of risks. Most importantly, they worked hard and consulted with experts on their fields so they could learn how to manage those risks, in case they turn into reality.

Once or twice an impulsive plunge was taken or a hasty decision was made, yes. Then there were times when certain events were so unexpected, they didn’t even account for as risk (like a terrorist attack). Still, they went on. Most of them might not know it: but in striving to succeed, they have achieved excellence. You might be wondering how I knew this. And just to be clear, I did not have a peek at their bank accounts nor did they tell me their net earnings per year.

The excellence I speak of is being materialized far beyond any of their material possessions. The excellence I have in mind is the kind that is reflected not only in the product of their hard work (ie: a product, a service, a deliverable or a client feedback)- it is also mirrored in their speech, their actions and their intentions. For these people, excellence ceased to be a goal and has become a way of life.

Conclusion

It’s been two months since I had the realization of my need to do something more and do something better, other than simply looking for job vacancies and applying for them. I did stop the job hunt for a while, especially because I needed to meditate on what my next move will be.

At the end of the day (or week) I still look for a paid employment. The difference this time is I have become more selective, and I never fail to mention my other endeavors in the applications.

Truth be told, the time I took off the routine helped a lot; taking another course of action proved productive for me. For example, the moments I spent working on my blog doing independent research and writing have given me a certain level of exposure. Thanks to that, I am able to gather a portfolio of work which includes: drafting, analyzing, researching and translating in all the languages I speak. Now I am also more open-minded towards applying for other types of jobs besides the usual ones.

At the same time, I’ve connected with many interesting people who are currently teaching me and sharing their experiences with me. Some of them are even allowing and inviting me to collaborate with their projects!

The sudden burst of activity has become a training ground for me to exercise patience and learn from mistakes. Besides, being in constant motion only convinced me not to stop advancing my personal venture. Above all, I believe that I am creating opportunities for myself and for others. Knowing this gives a more meaningful purpose to every task I perform- to develop something that would serve not only my interests, but that of others as well.

However, no amount of patience, learning, motion and creation could guarantee goals being reached. During my short time in this uncommon scheme, I learned that perfect planning does not always translate to the projected outcomes. Whenever this happens, one’s patience is tested even further but simultaneously, more lessons can be learned, other doors can be opened and the most surprising opportunities could arise.

Lastly, it is worth mentioning the fact that the Coyote still hasn’t got any wins to prove his worth as a role model. Even so, at least his patience and perseverance make him one very admirable villain.

 

 

*My particular, personal circumstances are allowing me the luxury to do this. I do not mean to be insensitive towards other people who are forced to being underemployed and underpaid to support their families. I am also in no way encouraging the unemployed to stop looking for job opportunities and simply “go ahead with what they feel like doing”.

-The End-

Sources:

  1. Merriam-Webster online dictionary, available at: https://www.merriam-webster.com/

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6. The winner will receive a simple but thoughtful gift from the blogger! (Shipping and insurance costs will be handled by Colorfulifesite admin.)

This is Colorfulifesite’s way of showing appreciation for you and your amazing company.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT!

Here’s to a new year filled with more shared ideas and thoughts!

 

 

Rincón de los lectores (1)

En agradecimiento a todo/as lo/as que han leído el post “Quién lleva a quién pá que se acabe la vaina?”, quisiera compartir un par de reflexiones provenientes de los lectores. Pienso que tal y como está evolucionando el tema, merece la pena poner sobre la mesa algunos puntos bien expresados de nuestros amigos.

La primera de estas reflexiones es de J.H. (de Colombia). 

Le recuerdo, querido lector, que sus palabras están dirigidas a mí- en calidad de comentario sobre el artículo arriba mencionado, publicado en este blog el pasado 18 de Octubre del 2016.

El texto enviado por la lectora ha sido publicada tal cual, y solamente se han realizado pequeñas correcciones.

1. Estanislao Zuleta dice que cada pueblo merece sus gobernantes y esta es una prueba más de los males de la democracia: a un pueblo ignorante no se le puede dejar las decisiones importantes de las futura generaciones; el nivel de abstención por encima del 60% prueba la indiferencia del pueblo por el prójimo y sus semejantes. Ee otra parte el “pueblo soberano” desconoce el poder que tiene en una democracia.

2. Los Acuerdos de Paz fueron politizados, es decir: nacieron con una enfermedad terminal, tanto Santos como Uribe lo asumieron como una pelea de poderes personal y eso generó desconfianza, haciéndolo ver como unas elecciones políticas más…es decir más de lo mismo: más corrupción, más repartición de puestos públicos, contratos y demás. Politizar el acuerdo fue matarlo.

3. La mayoría de Colombianos-en especial lo que no han puesto un solo muerto- odian a las FARC, por sus actos de crueldad: secuestro, extorsión, reclutamiento de menores, atentados a población civil, violación de derechos humanos, crimenes de lesa humanidad, genocidio, terrorismo, narcotráfico etc etc. Ellos se convirtieron en el símbolo de los peores males de nuestra sociedad, la oveja negra, el patito feo, el hijo pródigo, Caín. La capacidad de perdón, misericordia así como el pensar en el Bien Común del país no está en la conciencia colectiva de Colombia.

4. El empresariado Nacional y los “colombianos de bien” (clase media de las ciudades) se mueren de miedo en pensar que esos “guerrilleros montañeros, comunistas, criminales” se tomen el poder. No están dispuestos a abandonar la Zona de Confort; los financiadores de la campaña por el “No” son empresarios tradicionales del país (Ardila Lule) en lo que además puedo interpretar un enfrentamiento económico con sus rivales de siempre: los Santo Domingo y los Santos que financiaban el “Sí”. Además el presidente forma parte de la Familia Santos, tradicionalmente rica y poderosa desde la misma independencia de Colombia.

A los empresarios que financiaban el “No”, les da miedo el cambio, simplemente porque han vivido en guerra desde 1948 y esto no los ha afectado de manera directa, como no ha afectado a los hijos de los comandantes guerrilleros que han crecido fuera del país. Luego permitirse un cambio produce miedo, a su seguridad económica derivada del monopolio que ostentan desde hace más de 60 años.

5. Venezuela y el Castro-Chavismo: éste país hermano se debate en la miseria gracias al modelo impuesto por Hugo Chavez y a la ineptitud de Nicolás Maduro, es la razón por la que en la frontera con Venezuela, ganó el “No” (Santanderes), porque temen el cambio de modelo económico y político, teoría que es claramente absurda si tenemos en cuenta que el Presidente Santos hoy premio Nobel, forma parte de la Familia Santos de las más ricas y poderosas del País. Además Colombia jamás ha tenido un dictadura como si es el caso de Venezuela.

6. Las Iglesias Cristianas: En el país se volvió un negocio mercadear con la fé y cualquiera se hace llamar Pastor abriendo Iglesias en garajes de las casas, luego se enriquecen a costas de los diezmos y construyen bodegas con cajeros automáticos, estos iniciaron una campaña en contra de la imposición de la ideología de género (La ex Ministra de educación es lesbiana). Y claramente la difusión de cartillas y encuestas en los colegios relacionadas con la diversidad sexual fueron la causa directa de que estas iglesias votaran masivamente en contra de la imposición de dicha ideología, que según ellos se encuentra inmersa en los acuerdos. Fueron éstos últimos los que en ultimas, le dieron la estocada final al plebiscito.

Es preciso señalar que en este punto, considero que en un estado laico, socialmente libre en donde se permite la libertad de culto y de cátedra, el Estado no puede imponer la ideologización de los menores. Es lo que en derecho se llama la “Dictadura de las minorías” así tal como lo hacía Hitler con el Nacional Socialismo. No es de recibo la obligatoriedad de una ideología, se tiene el derecho a educar los hijos de conformidad con el credo, los valores y la religión de la familia, con respeto por la diferencia pero sin adoctrinamiento.

Como conclusión: Y ahora que? Me avergüenza nacer en una tierra de locos, ignorantes y bestias que prefieren aniquilar a su pueblo en el campo a perdonar. Donde está el amor, el valor de La Paz y la búsqueda del bien común… Cada pueblo merece su destino y nosotros somos títeres de empresarios y políticos que viven de la sangre inocente.

Queda buscar otros destinos para los hijos lejos de este cementerio lleno de ira, odio, soberbia y egoísmo …

Después de esta hecatombe; y de tratar de entender lo inexplicable, debo decir que lo único que no me gustaba del acuerdo es la política de género Por lo demás que no fueran a la cárcel ahorra tiempo y dinero; que devenguen un sueldo: prefiero dárselo a un Guerrillero y no a las familias de zánganos que hacen fila en BancoAgrario para cobrar familias en acción. Que sean Honorables Parlamentarios: allá está toda la selva colombiana … Así que ayuda al debate en la diversidad. La gente desconoce el poder que tiene con el voto, para los indiferentes, perezosos que prefieren quedarse en casa o no se toman el trabajo de inscribir la cédula donde viven; ese 60% síganse dejando manejar.

Considero que la opción más viable es otra, a la que el país en todos su sectores le huye, le teme: Asamblea Nacional Constituyente , que destapen las cartas de una vez por todas todos: los LGBTI, Cristianos, Católicos, fascistas, derechistas, guerrilleros, indígenas, negros, empresarios, asalariados, sindicalistas y abstencionistas. A ver si esto se vuelve Castrochavista, socialista , fascista o nacionalsocialista… A ver voten , participen y decidan… Porque hemos hecho el papelón mundial y dejamos los guerrilleros en el limbo, a merced de las Bacrim (Bandas Criminales).

Al final, los comandantes de las FARC irán al congreso, se firmará el acuerdo con la foto de rigor, los guerrilleros razos, formaran las lineas de las Bacrim, los soldados seguirán muriéndose matando hermanos colombianos; a ésta Colombia la palabra perdón se le perdió en el diccionario y guerra debería ir en su escudo… Así los menores seguirán armándose porque la brecha de desigualdad es amplia y mientras no haya acceso a educación, justicia, salud así como las necesidades básicas satisfechas en condiciones de plena participación y libertad, los grupos armados al margen de la ley seguirán cobrando la vida de niños y jóvenes….del frente y la ideología que sea…Bien común señores! Bien Común y justicia social…Eso es lo que no hay…y así paz dificil….

Nuestros indígenas consideran que éste país es como un cesto mal tejido, que se debe desarmar y volver a tejer…

(Nuestra amiga, J.H. igualmente nos ha regalado con una breve explicación de cómo y cuando nació el conflicto en Colombia. Haga click aquí para ojearla.)

Mucas gracias, J.H. por tu punto de vista. Tu pasión por Colombia es envidiable. Ojalá todos podamos aprender algo de lo que nos acabas de comunicar.

 

The Laughter of Birds

Hyenas smile and cats do smirk,

monkeys giggle and dogs get thrilled.

They make me wonder:

What is the sound of the birds’ laughter?

They seem to sing all the time-

the same music, with the same rhymes

the same tune, the same songs.

Is there a distinction

for their cheer and sorrow?

How would we know,

if their ballad is happy or sad?

 

This reminds me of my neighbor,

how easily he produces tears.

For he cries in gaiety, but also when he’s gloomy-

to express his anger, to convey his fears.

There is little difference,

leaving people to ponder.

At least the birds

whether delighted or weeping

cause no distress

to whomever hears the songs they sing.