Posted On: 02/14/2012
Today I had to write a timed paper for school. I had twenty minutes to write a paper. Here was the topic:
"Some people believe that there is only one foolproof plan, perfect solution or correct interpetation. But nothing is ever that simple. For better or worse, for every so-called final answer there is another way of seeing things. There is always a 'however'. ASSIGNMENT: Is there always another explanation or another point of view? Write an essay in which you develop your point of view on this issue."
Anyway, I liked how the paper turned out so I decided to post it. It'd be pretty cool to know y'alls perspectives as well :)
Here it is:
Imagine waking up in a world where you are a carbon copy. You move mechanically. Every morning you wake up, put on your red robe at 6:45 am, eat a breakfast of Cheerio’s and walk slowly outside to gather up your morning paper. But here’s the strange part. Your neighbor is also in his yard, fetching his newspaper. He’s just woken up, put on his robe, eaten his Cheerio’s and now, here the two of you are, mirror images, facing each other. What do you think it would feel like to be the same as every other person on the planet?
Some individuals have an idea that they assume to be brilliant, a plan that becomes their magnum opis, and they believe that we should all share this perspective off theirs. But is there always only one true perspective off seeing things?
Let’s think for a moment about the first paragraph I shared. It is the dream world of a dreamer who has concocted this mindset he assumes is correct or foolproof-the solution he believes is perfect for everyone. In this dream, everyone around him is the same as him. They all think the same. They all share a common goal. No one argues, because, in essence, they are just neat little paper cutouts in a never-ending row, breathing and existing, moving on a fixed path that each and every ancestor before them trod. No one ever dared to color outside of the lines, to be different. Humanity in this dream becomes nothing but a rolling ball, drifting down a never changing incline.
Hold onto this image for a moment. Inhale it, and decide what existence would be like if everyone was you. Ask yourself how fun it would be to go to a sleepover and find out that everyone thre only had the same things to say, same thoughts, same jokes, and same actions. Strangely, it would become weary after a while. Talking to your friends, your teammates, your teachers, and your parents would be the same as talking to yourself.
I believe that the preciousness of humanity lies in diversity. We are all human, yes. We all have skin and eyes and blood and breath. But we are all different in a strikingly beautiful way. The thoughts that reverberate in our heads like ping pong balls across a gym floor follow a unique trail unlike anybody else that came before us or will come after.
So is there only one foolproof plan? Is there only one correct solution to matters in life?
Absolutely not. We are not carbon copies. We should cherish our differences, and our disagreements, and follow different paths, some that have never been trodden. If we were each a painting, no two would be the same. The colors, the lines, the symmetry would all be strangely altered, even if the subject painted was the same. But with our opinions, our thoughts, our prayers, and our ideas, we are all each and every one of us a masterpiece to behold in our diversity.
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|Feb 15, 2012 12:10 pm|
Woooooow great job
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|Feb 14, 2012 10:13 pm|
WOW. Great Essay!
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|Feb 14, 2012 9:53 pm|