Internet has become an addiction

The internet is among the most important of recent developments in communications. It now plays an essential role in the provision and dissemination of information an entertainment . To access or send out information an internet user needs only a computer or a cell phone with the necessary software.  

As a result it has become an indispensable and fast tool, specially for students (mostly young people) who need it to down load information or just to socialize and get entertainment. That is why it is possible to assure  that it is becoming an addition for many people and, turning into a real harassment for them.  

Often students don’t realized that they’re becoming addicted to the internet, but in fact, they spend long periods of time in front of their computers, indeed  they don’t do any other thing but surfing on the net . This is a consequence of  negative feelings like loneliness, that after a while becomes into anxiousness and depression. Instead of going to take a walk they prefer to go on line.  

They start losing contact with people, and parents don’t seem to car, because they believe that being addicted to the internet is not that bad, comparing it with drugs or alcohol consumption. They’re absolutely wrong, for the reason that their offspring are becoming more and more isolated and they start having problems with their health, they are not eating very well and they are also having problems to sleep and concentrate. 

As a conclusion, whoever can be a victim of internet addiction. It is not just a problem that affects young people, it can be a problem for people at different ages.  Be careful with the time you are spending surfing on the addictive world of the internet…

The hardest and best day in my life 

            The hardest  but  best day of my life was when I gave birth my baby on may the 11^th 2004.  It all started at 3:30 A.m. when I felt kind of a stomachache, although in my insides,  I knew the labor had started. I decided to take a bath and prepare my own things and the things for the baby (diapers, clothes, little socks, etc). 

After that,  I took a wristwatch and I began practicing some exercises I learned   at  a course to control the pain, and I was using the watch to count the time between each contraction, so that I could have an idea of when I was going to bear my son.  

Afterward, I took a bus to the hospital where I was supposed to be attended, When I arrived there at about six or seven A.m. ; I had to wait at the emergency room for more than an  hour. All ladies there, were  screaming awfully, I tried not to pay attention to them but it was almost impossible. In the end, a hateful and rude doctor told me “ you can come in “, I entered into a cold room, and after a while the doctor started  asking lots of questions about my pregnancy, I answered all of them. I was quite desperate and tired of being waiting and listening to all those women shouting at doctors  that they couldn’t  stand  such a  terrible  pain.  

I was doing my best to control myself  trying not to let my nervousness and fears take advantage of my weakness. Finally the doctor said ”you are going to have your baby today, your already have two centimeters of enlargement in your womb, you are going to stay here” , I was pretending I wasn’t nervous but in fact I was terrified. The pain was increasing progressively and the time between contractions was shorter. Anyways I tried to be relaxed, and I kept thinking about the things I had learned at the place where I prepared myself  for the labor. I was breathing to deal with the pain and anxiety . I did it over an over again  until  two doctors came to the room where I was . They told me they were going to help me, but they needed to use a special instrument to help me burst into the bag that contains the amniotic liquid so that my labor would advance . That was painful, however, it wasn’t the worst of it all.  

Then I was sent to a room full of women screaming again, that they wee going to die, and things like “this is the worst that could ever happen to me” I didn’t pay attention to that ,and ,at that moment, a nurse inject  me, to accelerate the process. After long hours of pain and expectations, I was absolutely ready to have my baby and it happened  at 4:36 P.M.  When I saw him I forgot all those terrible moments I went through, he was so defenseless and perfect and the most incredible thing, “he was blond with blue eyes” , that was  amazing.   In conclusion this has been the hardest experience I have had to face, but I’ll face it a hundred times just to have that wonderful little person that is my baby by my side. 

My name is Damaris Escobar, I’m 21 years old. I was born in Caracas
Venezuela on November, 19^th, 1984. I’m brunette, with long dark brown curly hair, brown eyes and I’m five feet tall (1.70meters). At the moment I’m studying at The UPEL to become an English teacher. I studied English for the first time at the INCE; for about two years . There I think, I learned many things . I have a little son, his name is Gabriel Eduardo. He’s now 2 years old  .I consider he’s the most important person in my life.  

Moreover, I work as an English teacher at an institute. I started working there one year and a half ago . It has been a good experience in teaching, but the salary and profits are pathetic. Besides, I work at the language department in “El pedagogico” every Mondays and Fridays, this is part of a scholar ship.  

I really enjoy listening to music, specially if it is rock. My favorite groups are: Metallica, Korn, Aerosmith,Linkin Park, and System of a down. I also like listening to music from the 60s and the 70s, I like the lyrics because they’re really easy to be understood.  

As you can imagine, I don’t have much time to have a hobby, but if I could I’d like to practice swimming again!. I have many plans for the future as a teacher, I hope all of them will come true and I’m really working hard to reach my goals. Sometimes I feel so tired, but then when I look at my son, I realized that I can’t stop fighting to get what I want to.

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