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in relation to us, you may mimic me in some ways but all that you
are, is all you, you are a by-product of me genetically but who you are as an
individual is all you. So Plato may have been a by-product through the education
of Socrates but his works are his own and he is the main genius behind all his
works and not Socrates.
    “You admire me
because I taught you plenty, but I do not think I am to admire as much as you
are because you are taking my teachings to a different level, one of your own.
I’m not sure if you see the absurdity of it all. But sometimes the absurd is
what makes the most sense.
    “What I am
really trying to say is that although we are similar we are extremely different;
it’s like philosophy and literature. One can argue that philosophy is extremely
similar to literature, although if Plato were alive he would argue that notion relentlessly
as he wanted there to be a distinct difference between him and the poets. I do
accept the arguments that the ancient quarrel between philosophy and poetry
brings, in saying that philosophy was in some ways mimetic of poetry. But the
truth in my opinion is that philosophy and literature are two totally different
things; similarities do not make us the same, in some instances it makes us
completely opposite.
    “To finalise my
point, my dear child, we are alike but not the same. Just like Socrates and
Plato were alike they were far from being the same. You have a life of your own
and dreams that only you dream and wish to make reality. I give you my
blessings as my youngest child and wish you all the best in life. I am so proud
of you that you want to achieve your own worth and be an independent woman. I
hope your children with your husband in the future will turn out just like you.
    “So go and fly
like the eagles of the skies and broaden your horizons, my dear child.
    “Fly!”
    Her father has tears
of joy filling his eyes and Sierra is bawling like a small child. She embraces
him as if he is the air she breathes. It is a moment of emotion and love that a
father feels for his child and vice versa.
     
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    The following day, Sierra books a
first-class flight to the Caribbean as she had promised herself a brief holiday.
She soaks up the sun and gets a lovely natural tan before embarking on a flight
to the Big Apple.
    The airplane
finally lands in New York!
    Sierra arrives
in New York, the Big Apple, the most prominent city in the world. The city is
overflowing with the rich and famous and those aspiring to be just like them.
Aspiring actors, singers and all types of people hoping to make a mark on the Big
Apple are outside the window of the yellow taxi that Sierra is sitting in. The
lives of the rich and poor intermingle as thousands walk to their destinations
on the busy streets of the city.
    Sierra takes in
the whole bustling and thriving view of the city. She’s mesmerised as well as
shocked at the amount of people that flock the streets. The fashion conscious
strut their stuff as if they’re on the Parisian or Milan runways modelling
haute couture or whatever look they think is hot, while those that are hungry
for money care less for their attire. The eclectic nature of the pedestrians is
a marvellous sight for her. London was busy but nothing compared to New York.
She takes inspiration from the people on the street. She sees the hunger in
their eyes for whatever they want to be successful at.
    Suddenly she too
becomes hungry to make it big in the Big Apple.
    She has to make
it!
    The yellow taxi
drives her to her new home. The driver helps take her suitcases to her
apartment. She pays him and gives him a generous tip of fifty bucks before he
leaves. Stood in her home, she feels an overwhelming sense of happiness and
sadness. She is happy at the fact that she is in New York, but sad that she is
no longer in London. Nonetheless, she opens the windows and starts to unpack
her belongings inside her new home.
    CHAPTER 5
    After having settled in her new