Journal about Childhood

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Ever since I was young, paper and pen have been always within the palm of my hands as I passionately draw various images that piqued my interest. I was so hooked up on drawing that at some point, I started to collect various notebooks of different sizes with different drawings in them. As I grew up, my hobby in art turned favor to the various styles and techniques that it turned out to be my profession in the end.
Now, I am continuously having different experiences as I have been a junior designer in different countries. One time, during my travels, I met a man who was a little bit older than me and I call him Sir John. It was a common name, even in the workplace, there were several of them there but he stood out over them. Why? Maybe it was because of his looks due to his disheveled brown hair, and deep black eyes, or maybe it was because of his personality. But for me, I thought it was because of how hard and devoted he was working on his tasks. I had that thought when there was an inevitable occurrence happened inside our department. A new member in our department happened to had a bad conversation with one of the higher-ups and that member was being yelled at by him. We were all just watching as to what was happening, none of us were brave enough to step up despite us knowing that the supervisor was at fault. No one was brave enough, except for one, which was Sir John who only just got back from his break and calmly assessed...