When I was in fourth grade, my teacher took a book
away. I was informed it couldn't possibly be my book; that it was too advanced for me and I was much too stupid
to read it. The teacher refused to
return the book until my parents were called, and the principal got
involved. I got told I shouldn't read in
class.
This seemed…odd. Very
odd. In fact, it seemed rather counterproductive,
the whole not being told to read while in school thing. A lot of things in life are this way. On the surface, they seem entirely
counterproductive. Of course, the
teacher meant I shouldn't read non-class material in class. It was disrespectful of me to do so, and now
that I’m old enough I can see that. But
the wording…
One should always be very careful with the words they use, I
believe.
In life, people do things that don’t make one wit of
sense. In fact, they do things that,
simply put, are senseless! This happens
more than you would think, and there is very little anyone can do about it. People simply don’t make sense. It’s hard to deal with at times. Harder to understand.
The older you get, the more often it feels like you
encounter people like this. People who
run counter-productive to everything you know and thing you understand. This is not wrong of them. This is simply them. Who they are as a person. Everyone is different in that way.
There are people out there that confuse the dickens out of
me. They do things or say things that
seem out of place or odd. There are
people who confuse me on their gender, or on their opinion. I know people who had a different opinion
every day of the week on the color the sky was, it seemed. Charlie Brown would call them wishy
washy. I call them confused.
Despite this. Despite
how counter-productive I think they behave, they are, in fact, completely
fine. They are even necessary. Recently, people have chosen to protest or
even have been driven to form angry mobs over disagreements on a horrible
movie. It insults their religion, and so
they believe this is an excuse to harm and hurt others, to destroy property and
cause general chaos.
This seems counter-productive to me. It seems as if they ought to not do
this. As if, if they truly cared, they
would find a different method. Instead,
they do something else, something I find odd, but they find right. Something, in this world, that is, however
distressing, necessary.
Mankind is odd. But
we must all be different, must have different responses to continue to grow as
a species, as people, and as individuals.
For mankind to thrive, we need to disagree on the small things, and
agree on the major.
The major things are what all people agree on, though
everyone’s actions do not always agree.
Among these are that all life is precious, children should
be protected and cherished, and peace is desireable.
Now if only we could agree on that peace.
One Final Byte: It is
our differences that make life precious.
