The tree in your heart

Kellie 2022-01-14 08:01:25

What does that tree in your heart look like? I closed my eyes and imagined its gentle appearance.

Time has brought me back to the past. When I was 15 years old, I was as sensitive, introverted, strong and stubborn as she was. I often hold this diary by myself. Some are just one night. I always wonder, what does this world have to do with me? The anger in my heart seemed to find no way out. Unfortunately, I didn’t know that I could shut myself in the closet and shout out.

When I didn’t want to talk or smile, I shut myself quietly in the room and just sat down. All day long. So when I saw this movie, I felt inexplicably familiar, because I had the silence and all the thoughts that a 15-year-old girl had that summer.

In this world, all people are too active for me. Some girls just want to please everyone, and some girl friends are just passing through in their lives. I walked all the way and looked at them all the way, feeling that there is no need to speak in this world.

I like the scene of the girl alone in the film. A person is a bus, a person is carrying a school bag, a person recalls those sad episodes that belong only to himself, a person wants to work hard to defeat the devil in his heart, a person is in the sun, put his head out of the window again, sentimental then and now . A conversation between oneself and oneself. This wound is not something other people can heal. More often, we live in our own world and talk to ourselves more clearly and deeply.

Even though I am now 21 years old, I am still like a child. Every morning and sunset, when I stand at the crossroads, stand under the trees and look at the mottled shadows, I still can’t help but feel lost and remember my life. In some trivial fragments. Life is like this. If life is destined to be lonely, we must be prepared to face this loneliness.

What are we thinking, does anyone really care? They just complete their tasks and express their opinions, so even if you are really silent, no one will find out. No one can really save you except yourself.

This is the reason why I like this film. After experiencing so much, feeling so much, and after so long of silence, if you want to start life again, you can only rely on yourself and tell the teacher that you want to save your life. Achievement, you personally explain the truth to a good friend, you personally face him, let him repay his crime. Then you go back to the yard and replant the seeds until the growth of the tree extends from your painting to your heart.

So when I am exhausted, when we are covered with scars, we still have to grow as fast as that tree to meet the sun again and again. Life does not give us the right to be decadent forever.

Then you can finally be yourself again. Life continues, you are still you, but you are no longer who you were before.

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Speak quotes

  • Mr. Freeman: Can anybody tell me what this is?

    [holds up a smashed globe]

    Ivy: A globe?

    Mr. Freeman: A globe? Gosh... what are you guys, 13, 14? You already let them beat the creativity outta you? It's okay. I used to let my daughters kick this around my studio when it was too wet too play outside and one day, Jenny put her foot right through Texas and the entire United States crumbled into the sea. I mean, you could... you could paint a wet muzzled dog chewing Alaska! The possibilities are endless. It's almost too much, but you all are important enough to give it too.

  • Mr. Freeman: In here is a piece of paper and on that piece of paper is a word. You are gonna spend the rest of the year turning that object into art.

    Ivy: Uh, Mr. Freeman? When I was little, I was really scared of clowns and I don't wanna relapse and have to go back into therapy.

    Mr. Freeman: Oh, yeah, well, fear is a great place to begin art.

    [Melinda picks a piece of paper that says "tree" and tries to put it back]

    Mr. Freeman: Hey! Whoa. You just chose your destiny. You can't change that.

    Melinda Sordino: I learned how to draw a tree in like the 2nd grade.

    Mr. Freeman: Oh, really? Um. Well, do you wanna show me? It's okay. I won't grade you.

    [he hands her the chalk and Melinda sulks up to the blackboard and very hesitantly draws a really pathetic tree]

    Mr. Freeman: That's a pretty good start. Yeah, let's see what it looks like at the end of the year.

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