Do you ever wish people would stop fighting and arguing? Did you ever think of a world where everyone was equal, no competitions, no fights, no arguing, and no choices? I like the idea of everyone being equal, no fights, and no arguing but I would not like that there would be no freedom of choice, and I would miss the friendly competitions. Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. wrote a short story called “Harrison Bergeron” and in Harrison Bergeron’s world people wore the same clothes, spoke the same, looked the same, and thought the same and if they did not they got feigned, went to jail, or got killed. To live in world were you can’t do as you please, wear what you please, say what you please, or think what you please is not a world at all. It is not a world it is a never ending prison of terror, and no freedom that you can’t escape no matter how hard you try.
To live in a free world one would be able to say, do, wear, and think what you want not what someone else wants. In “Harrison Bergeron” everyone was the same thanks to little ear pieces that go off every 20 seconds and heavy weights attached all over the body. It might be nice to live in a world without conflict but it is not worth the price of freedom. To me the only person who was really free was Diana Moon Glampers but she used her freedom to make everyone else miserable. Some people would say they would rather trade their freedom for a world with no conflict but they do not know how bad that trade is. The world with no conflict would most likely be no colors, no free choices, no free thinking, no death, difficult to live in, and most of all boring. I would never trade my freedom for a world with no conflict also because that would be a slap in the faces of our soldiers who risked or are risking their lives to have freedom for us.
Are you willing to trade freedom for a world without conflict? You will have to make that choice for yourself and you can’t have people telling you what to say. I know for a fact that I am not willing to risk my freedom for a world without conflict because I love colors, uniqueness, free choices, free thinking, wearing what I want to wear, and saying what I want to say. A world without conflict would be boring and like I said before to live in world were you don’t have freedom is not a world at all it is however a never ending prison of terror, and no freedom that you can’t escape no matter how hard you try.
Will you risk someone's life fro texting while you drive?
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
What Is The Color Blue?
Blue is light colored paints, like shimmering beads, and calm like a sleeping bear.
Blue is the taste of fresh blue berries picked from the vine in spring.
Blue smells like sweet spring mornings and fresh air in the country.
Blue makes me feel relaxed as if I was eating ice cream with my best friend Trina.
Blue is the sound of heavy rain falling outside my window protecting me from despair and the hope in the eyes of a person who has lost everything.
Blue is a huge ocean full of adventures, a safe place you can go when you are petrified or abandoned, and a small pond in the middle of a vast busy farm.
Blue is like relaxing with my friends and family.
Blue is like crying when you are deserted, and depressed.
Blue is like a light mist in spring or bright night sky full of beautifully bright stars.
Blue is the taste of fresh blue berries picked from the vine in spring.
Blue smells like sweet spring mornings and fresh air in the country.
Blue makes me feel relaxed as if I was eating ice cream with my best friend Trina.
Blue is the sound of heavy rain falling outside my window protecting me from despair and the hope in the eyes of a person who has lost everything.
Blue is a huge ocean full of adventures, a safe place you can go when you are petrified or abandoned, and a small pond in the middle of a vast busy farm.
Blue is like relaxing with my friends and family.
Blue is like crying when you are deserted, and depressed.
Blue is like a light mist in spring or bright night sky full of beautifully bright stars.
Monday, September 27, 2010
What Foot Prints Means To Me
When you saw only one set of foot prints in the sand it was then that I caried you.
That is my favorite and was my great grandma's favorite poem. To me when i read it makes me think of my great grandma walking on the shore of life and death with God. Then she walked off the line of life and on to the line of death and there was only one set of foot prints in the sand, Gods, but instead of God leaving her when she died he picked her up and caried her up to heaven. I also think he did the same for my great grandfather 2 years later.
That is my favorite and was my great grandma's favorite poem. To me when i read it makes me think of my great grandma walking on the shore of life and death with God. Then she walked off the line of life and on to the line of death and there was only one set of foot prints in the sand, Gods, but instead of God leaving her when she died he picked her up and caried her up to heaven. I also think he did the same for my great grandfather 2 years later.
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