
Today i decided to make a choice and send my résumé to certains and apply for new jobs at english schools. didn't asked my mother's of father's approval. They are not bad advicers but I knew what they were to say: "it's not time yet..." but i decided to choose some independence. decided to be brave. Afterall:
“If I am not for myself, then who will be for me? And if I am only for myself, then what am I? And if not now, when?”
1. The Road Not Taken
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same, 10
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back. 15
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 20
by
Robert Frost (1874–1963)
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