It’s better to be late than never.

Two nights ago, a friend of mine convinced me to watch Little Manhattan. At first, I really didn’t want to because I thought the movie was kinda lame. She told me that the story was really good and it was funny and cute and all those things a friend would say just so she’d make you do what she wants you to do (in this case, watch the movie.)

So I did.

Imagine my shock when I realized (err, more accurately, my friend told me) that this boy (2005):

A scene from Little Manhattan.

And this guy (2012):

A scene from The Hunger Games.

ARE ONE AND THE SAME! O_O

Okay, most of you might have known that already. Sorry, I really didn’t know until my friend pointed it out to me. 😀

I didn’t know that Josh Hutcherson (Peeta Mellark in The Hunger Games) had many movies in his younger years, not to mention that he was the lead in some or most of them (like Bridge in Terabithia). Annnndddd….

I do stand corrected.

LITTLE MANHATTAN WAS AWESOME. \m/

How I could let 7 years pass before I finally let someone convince me to watch it is beyond my understanding. The story was really cute, especially since it was in the eyes and the thinking of a 10 year old boy encountering his first “love”. Josh did a good job, I especially like the part where he cried his heart out after he and Rosemary had a fight while talking on the phone.

Actually, I love every scene in the movie. It made me laugh and all that. I’m 21 years old and a 10 year old boy made me giddy with his words and gestures. 😀

Good thing I allowed my friend to talk me into watching Little Manhattan. When you think about it, most if not all of us have been in this stage of our lives. That first crush, infatuation, love, denial, heartbreak and all that. Each stage is a new understanding of what it really means “to feel” and “to experience”. At some point, it mirrored our thoughts (both mature and immature) when we were or are on those stages.

Little Manhattan.

So for those who haven’t watched it yet (Please please please… Please let me be NOT the only one who hasn’t watched it.) It’s better to be late than never. Do watch it!!! 😀

Captured…

…only in pen and paper.

I wish I have a good digital camera instead of a pen, paper and a cell phone camera. While words cater to the imagination, catching a part of life behind the lens of the camera would aptly describe the things that words will never be able to fully explain. I will try though, as much as I can.

I was sitting in a kiosk when I saw two street children playing and disturbing other people. What caught my eye wasn’t the typical “they-still-know-how-to-enjoy-life-despite-their-state-in-life”. What caught my attention was that one of the children was trying to mimic what seemed to me as a headstand(I can’t describe it in detail so just google it, lol). Eventually, he fell and based from the reaction in his face, it was painful. He just laid down there on the grass for a minute or two and then he smiled, got up, and went about chasing the other child with him. After a couple of minutes, he went back and tried to do a cartwheel, landed on the wrong foot and went limping back with a smile still plastered on his face.

I don’t know what made him do those things when obviously, no one really taught him to do so (or so I thought). It could be something he saw on television or have seen some older children do those things.

Aware or unaware, he was actually learning how to do some stunts.

Funny that people still think that education is confined within the four walls of a classroom when a lot of people actually just observe life, experience it, and then learn from it.

Give the child a few more years, open up possibilities to develop his skill and he can become a professional dancer. Sometimes, how skillful a person is or becomes also can be reflected from the opportunities that come his way. Everyone is capable, but not everyone is given the privilege to develop their abilities and their potential.

I just feel sorry for the state that these people are in because while there are those who don’t take things for granted, there are those—including me—who just don’t realize what was being served in their plates.

All my life, I’ve been given a lot of opportunities. Some I’ve grabbed and taken the most out of while other’s I’ve ignored or neglected. Why I chose to ignore them, I can’t exactly say. Maybe I didn’t really like them or I just haven’t seen its worth. When I think about it, those opportunities I’ve chosen to ignore or neglect (and there certainly was a lot of them) could have been the opportunities somebody out there have been wishing to have or need to have.

I just hope that these kids wouldn’t get tired of learning and waiting for better opportunities. Just like in Pandora’s box, when all of the bad have been pouring out, there’s always hope left. 🙂