I remember walking through the hallways this morning. It seemed like any other day. Kids were going about, shoving at eachother, hanging out with their friends. Until I noticed someone. Their arms were full of books, a look of pure embaressment on their visage. Their body language said it all, they were stiff, hunched over as if hiding themselves. It was one of those moments where I wanted to reach out to that other kid, tell them it's alright. That things'll get better, and they don't have to worry about the others looking at them funny.
But my courage gave way, leaving me faster then a breath of air. So as I stood aside watching the poor fellow move onward. I watched as another kid, a few good sizes bigger than him stand in his way. Just by the cocky look on his face I could tell he was probably spatting out teases, making fun of him. The sneer on his face made my blood boil, but I kept to the sidelines for the time. Finally something snapped and I pushed forward only to slam my shoulder roughly in to his to push him aside, giving the other kid lead way to go about his day.
And with that simple action he was off scuttling down the hall, a look of pure humliation on his face. Of course another group of nasty words were spout from the other kid, but it didn't bother me. He probably was having a bad day, or was pushed to do so by his friends. Either way, it got me thinking. I looked around the hallways once more. What made him different from anyone else rushing in the hallways? Sure, he might've looked different, sounded different, and maybe even walked a bit different. But what difference did it make? I want everyone to look around here in this classroom, give me a reason as to what pushes others to step forward and tease one another.
Low self-esteem? Peer pressure? Silly dislike that'll you'll forget about in a couple of years? Maybe even sooner? But answer me this. What makes us different? We're all humans, we're all here to get an education wether we like it or not. We're all here for a reason, we're all here to make a difference in some way. Do me this favor, next time you decide to step forward to push somebody else around remember this, everyone is going through a war nobody has a clue about. Physically, maybe even mentally.
Everybody is, even you, me, even the teachers and staff. Everyone in the world. But see, that's just another thing that connects us as human beings. I just hope someday some of us will grow up and realize people usually aren't what you think they are.
{{ I wrote this at school. Juuust so yah know :3 }}
But my courage gave way, leaving me faster then a breath of air. So as I stood aside watching the poor fellow move onward. I watched as another kid, a few good sizes bigger than him stand in his way. Just by the cocky look on his face I could tell he was probably spatting out teases, making fun of him. The sneer on his face made my blood boil, but I kept to the sidelines for the time. Finally something snapped and I pushed forward only to slam my shoulder roughly in to his to push him aside, giving the other kid lead way to go about his day.
And with that simple action he was off scuttling down the hall, a look of pure humliation on his face. Of course another group of nasty words were spout from the other kid, but it didn't bother me. He probably was having a bad day, or was pushed to do so by his friends. Either way, it got me thinking. I looked around the hallways once more. What made him different from anyone else rushing in the hallways? Sure, he might've looked different, sounded different, and maybe even walked a bit different. But what difference did it make? I want everyone to look around here in this classroom, give me a reason as to what pushes others to step forward and tease one another.
Low self-esteem? Peer pressure? Silly dislike that'll you'll forget about in a couple of years? Maybe even sooner? But answer me this. What makes us different? We're all humans, we're all here to get an education wether we like it or not. We're all here for a reason, we're all here to make a difference in some way. Do me this favor, next time you decide to step forward to push somebody else around remember this, everyone is going through a war nobody has a clue about. Physically, maybe even mentally.
Everybody is, even you, me, even the teachers and staff. Everyone in the world. But see, that's just another thing that connects us as human beings. I just hope someday some of us will grow up and realize people usually aren't what you think they are.
{{ I wrote this at school. Juuust so yah know :3 }}
