I always thought my generation was one of the worst generations and I still believe that but some of the adults now are terrible teachers. It's sad to see the world the way it is becoming.
Yesterday my mom and I went shopping, we had just parked and were heading into the store when we say this kid leave a shopping cart right behind a car instead of taking it 5 more steps to its supposed location, where it really belongs! My mom and I turned to the kid and were like "Really?" The kid looked us straight in the eye then turned around and walked away! His mom gave us a dirty look! Really?!
A week prior to this situation I was babysitting and went to the store with this child, we were sitting outside eating ice scream when this man parked over two spots in a handicap zone with no handicap permit. He got out of his car, looked at me, and kept walking! I snapped a few pictures and we sat outside eating until he came back out, got in his car, and sat there on his phone. Seriously people?!
It's already bad enough that society is so high paced and introverted that no one gives a crap about each other or anyone but themselves now we are teaching the future generations such bad habits! The same goes for driving. Recently I passed my driving test, and since I live in a city I decided to take the test in a city environment for the fact that I will be spending most of my life driving in a city. Everyone around me, however, took their test in a country setting because it's "so easy to pass." I am going to die! How can I trust the drivers around me if they took their test where there's nothing but cows?! It's so easy, I get it, no one wants to challenge themselves, which is why a lot of immigrants are taking hard labor jobs because no one wants to work hard. Everyone wants that teacher that gives easy A's, or that elective that gives you credit just for showing up. It's so easy to find the easy way out but life is not that simple and all those people will be screwed when they find that out. I for one love challenges and being logical. Why in the world would I take my driving test in the country setting when I live in a city? Why would I take regular classes if the subject is so easy to me? Why would I speed when I know I may get caught? Where's the fun in the easy way out? I see no reason to take the easy way.
As for the children of the world, seriously parents, teach your kids to have respect. If by the age of 10 they are cussing you are doing a bad job. If by the age of 6 your child is obese, get them into a sport ASAP! By high school they should be testing their limits, seeing the world in a different perspective, and being respectful. If your kid by the age of 16 cannot have deep, logical conversations, they are not being tested by life. It is important that kids grow up to be better than we were not worse. The challenge this week: Be smart.
Saturday, October 19, 2013
Monday, October 7, 2013
Compassion
I've realized I don't have as much free time on my hands like I used to but now that I look back on my posts, I rant a lot, and I apologize for stressing such small and insignificant issues that really do not compare to major circumstances. I truly am a teenager.
Looking around me, I find myself surrounded by such a variety of individuals that are either a good influence or a bad one. My goal as a teacher for confirmation students is to be able to get through to them and have them trust me the way I trust them. I can only hope they do not repeat my personal stories but if that's the choice they make, then maybe they're not the kind of person I thought they'd be.
Tonight I shared one of my most personally stories, the one that makes me cry remembering the emotions I went through, I have a feeling that I got through to some of them, that they really were listening to me. It's a strategy I tend to use to make them believe me when I say, "I get really personal and I just hope you don't tell anyone. I am trusting you." It hurts to bring up the past, but sometimes the past is where you see how much you've grown and how much you can still change.
There is no perfect person in this world, but that does not mean you need to abandon all hope; change and you will see the difference. I am immature, crazy, and sometimes, no, I usually overreact for nothing in particular. There are times where I do not understand how my family or my boyfriend put up with me, I go berserk and scream and yell and cry and through tremendous fits even at the age I am. I tend to think maybe I grew up too fast and now my childhood caught up to me, or maybe, I'm just insane and have no idea what I'm doing, but I do want people to see I have a lot of faces, and I know there are a lot of people who go through the same, but I don't know which face I really am.
I've lost myself through the transitions and cannot remember who I was as a child or who I want to be, my mind gets filled with doubts and rumors and believe what anyone tells me. "You're bipolar!" Maybe I am. "You're 'emo.'" At some point. "You're a liar." Only when it's necessary. "You fight too much." Yes, I do. Honestly, I will agree with almost anything anyone ever tells me, but the one thing I know for sure is when someone tries to put me down that only means they've done something wrong if not worse than what I have. Everyone has their stories, who am I to judge? I am an open-minded person and I pray to God that I can reach people and make them see the brighter side. Hopefully I find out who I am during the process. It's time to find a way to help each.
Recently during my English class there was a debate on how society treats each other. "There are less compassionate people in this world." There are only a few stories you hear, here and there, that are about people doing a good deed for someone else, but, to be honest, they're becoming pretty rare. Everyone is starting to think that anyone who begs will only use money for drugs or alcohol, who are we to know if they truly are struggling. Personally, I don't care what they do with the money, whatever money I give is usually money that would have been squandered on useless things, maybe they will get drugs but at least my conscience is clean and I feel better that I did something that could potentially help someone in their time of need.
I'd like to see more kindness in the world and less judgment. Here's my challenge to you: Don't think. By that I mean, try to be selfless and not worry if someone else is going to appreciate what you've done or not. You've done what you can and that's all that matters. Do a good deed and don't repent or beat yourself up about, you've made a difference in the world, that's all that matters.
Looking around me, I find myself surrounded by such a variety of individuals that are either a good influence or a bad one. My goal as a teacher for confirmation students is to be able to get through to them and have them trust me the way I trust them. I can only hope they do not repeat my personal stories but if that's the choice they make, then maybe they're not the kind of person I thought they'd be.
Tonight I shared one of my most personally stories, the one that makes me cry remembering the emotions I went through, I have a feeling that I got through to some of them, that they really were listening to me. It's a strategy I tend to use to make them believe me when I say, "I get really personal and I just hope you don't tell anyone. I am trusting you." It hurts to bring up the past, but sometimes the past is where you see how much you've grown and how much you can still change.
There is no perfect person in this world, but that does not mean you need to abandon all hope; change and you will see the difference. I am immature, crazy, and sometimes, no, I usually overreact for nothing in particular. There are times where I do not understand how my family or my boyfriend put up with me, I go berserk and scream and yell and cry and through tremendous fits even at the age I am. I tend to think maybe I grew up too fast and now my childhood caught up to me, or maybe, I'm just insane and have no idea what I'm doing, but I do want people to see I have a lot of faces, and I know there are a lot of people who go through the same, but I don't know which face I really am.
I've lost myself through the transitions and cannot remember who I was as a child or who I want to be, my mind gets filled with doubts and rumors and believe what anyone tells me. "You're bipolar!" Maybe I am. "You're 'emo.'" At some point. "You're a liar." Only when it's necessary. "You fight too much." Yes, I do. Honestly, I will agree with almost anything anyone ever tells me, but the one thing I know for sure is when someone tries to put me down that only means they've done something wrong if not worse than what I have. Everyone has their stories, who am I to judge? I am an open-minded person and I pray to God that I can reach people and make them see the brighter side. Hopefully I find out who I am during the process. It's time to find a way to help each.
Recently during my English class there was a debate on how society treats each other. "There are less compassionate people in this world." There are only a few stories you hear, here and there, that are about people doing a good deed for someone else, but, to be honest, they're becoming pretty rare. Everyone is starting to think that anyone who begs will only use money for drugs or alcohol, who are we to know if they truly are struggling. Personally, I don't care what they do with the money, whatever money I give is usually money that would have been squandered on useless things, maybe they will get drugs but at least my conscience is clean and I feel better that I did something that could potentially help someone in their time of need.
I'd like to see more kindness in the world and less judgment. Here's my challenge to you: Don't think. By that I mean, try to be selfless and not worry if someone else is going to appreciate what you've done or not. You've done what you can and that's all that matters. Do a good deed and don't repent or beat yourself up about, you've made a difference in the world, that's all that matters.
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