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Today in class we went on a nature walk which consisted of letting the students in American Studies roam free. Initially I was afraid of walking out by myself so I waited for my friend on crutches and we made our slow journey outside. We were joined by another friend who helped us and carried my friend on crutches up a steep hill and through part of the “woods”. We walked through the path that I hadn’t even known existed and we looked for trees that were the right distance to set up an eno between. I setup my eno and we all got situated inside trying not to hurt each other as we were squished by gravity. Initially everyone was on their phone’s except for me and there wasn’t much conversation. Me and my friend on crutches started to talk about the recent homecoming dance and the people we saw, the people we thought were cute, and the things that happened at the dance. Then somehow my other friend brought up how there were a lot of things that he wants to do before he dies. Me and the other girl started to press him about what he wanted do and he was very vague. So I asked him to tell us about the bad stuff and the good stuff. Me and her questioned him until we finally got him to open up and explain the stuff he was referring to. It wasn’t anything crazy as we had initially thought but things about what he would do if someone broke into his house or if someone hurt his family. These examples didn’t have to have any moral compass but he still justified his actions with morals whether he realized it or not. It made me realize that a lot of people sit and make up scenarios in their heads and fantasize about how they will save the day. My question is why? Why do we humans think about ways to get all of our fantasies out but we rationalize them and justify them. No one in the world can know what anyone is thinking at this very moment so what is to stop anyone from thinking about beating someone up for no reason at all? Do we rationalize things for ourselves or for others? This unsuperficial communication and quality time stuck in the eno in the woods, with random kids coming over to offer us crab apples and daring each other to eat it was refreshing. It made me realize how much I crave human connection and how I think everybody craves human connection. After our conversation we laughed at a really funny story from his childhood and how the Oreos we were eating make our mouths look dirty. And ironically he was the most quiet in the beginning and then he was the one with the most to say. We packed up and stumbled out of the woods and made our trek back towards the school and I felt happy and content.
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