In a job like that you see the dirty work of Empire at close quarters. As for the job I was doing, I hated it more bitterly than I can perhaps make clear. Theoretically – and secretly, of course – I was all for the Burmese and all against their oppressors, the British. For at that time I had already made up my mind that imperialism was an evil thing and the sooner I chucked up my job and got out of it the better. There were several thousands of them in the town and none of them seemed to have anything to do except stand on street corners and jeer at Europeans.Īll this was perplexing and upsetting. The young Buddhist priests were the worst of all. In the end the sneering yellow faces of young men that met me everywhere, the insults hooted after me when I was at a safe distance, got badly on my nerves. When a nimble Burman tripped me up on the football field and the referee (another Burman) looked the other way, the crowd yelled with hideous laughter. As a police officer I was an obvious target and was baited whenever it seemed safe to do so. No one had the guts to raise a riot, but if a European woman went through the bazaars alone somebody would probably spit betel juice over her dress. I was sub-divisional police officer of the town, and in an aimless, petty kind of way anti-European feeling was very bitter. In Moulmein, in lower Burma, I was hated by large numbers of people – the only time in my life that I have been important enough for this to happen to me. The Orwell Foundation is an independent charity – please consider making a donation or becoming a Friend of the Foundation to help us maintain these resources for readers everywhere. This material remains under copyright in some jurisdictions, including the US, and is reproduced here with the kind permission of the Orwell Estate. They provide a calmness that can replenish, renew and regenerate.Įach day you wake up on the right side of the soil, you owe it to yourself to live that day to the fullest.Home / Orwell / Essays and other works / Shooting an Elephant Shooting an Elephant Quiet moments offer opportunities to listen instead of hear. Embrace your blunders, for they are lessons in disguise.ĭraw strength and benefit from solitude. Remove the invisible fences you have subconsciously installed – allow yourself to venture beyond your safety zones and toward your dreams, hopes and goals. I laugh at myself and sometimes even outloud! I prefer fun and to find the lighter side of most situations. I often try to insert humor, regardless of the circumstances. You don’t have to forget the negative memories but you can archive them! Think of your future as looking through a large windshield and your troubled past as looking in the rearview mirror.Īs defined by Linda, I am A Silly Person. What harm does it do to filter your memories focus on the good, the happy, the joyous and the cheerful memories of your life. Spend your previous minutes on what matters. Stop worrying, start loving and living! Where ever you find yourself, be there. ![]() Think of this as Recognize, Implement, Proceed to assist in the living of life. Instead of Rest In Peace as an end of life statement. The book begins with a new meaning for RIP. I enjoyed the frequency of motivational quotes and poems throughout the book. It is easy to have enough to think about after reading a couple stories. The book is broken into numerous small stories. I wanted to read this book to be a little more introspective and consider if I am spending my time doing what is most important to me and if that’s how I want to be remembered. Unfortunately, we most often see this as part of the end of life funeral gift. Many times I’ve seen and read “The Dash” poem and loved it. An inspiring look at life based on the fantastically successful poem. Linda shares her message of joy, hope, and positive energy through uplifting stories, essays, and poetry, along with tales of people who have been "touched by the dash," including Bob Dole, legendary football coach Lou Holtz, and American Idol winner David Cook. ![]() Live Your Dash captures and expands upon the theme of the original It's not your birth or death that matters most, but how you spend each passing year. ![]() That was the beginning of an enduring phenomenon. Calls came in from people around the country eager to tell Linda how her words had touched their hearts. ![]() In 1996, an announcer read Linda's Ellis's poem “The Dash” aloud on a syndicated radio program-and, to her surprise, it became an instant, meteoric success. He referred to the dates on her tombstoneįrom the beginning to the end He noted that first came the date of her birth Includes the original poem “The Dash.” I read of a man who stood to speak
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