Who are we
SAT 25 JUN 2016
Free writing session
We often ask ourselves, “Who am I?” It’s like our lives are quests towards figuring ourselves out. We draw our swords, fight the dragons in our four-inch red heels and with our eyeliners on point. We experiment, we explore. We do the dumb things no matter how much the adults warn us. We play with plastic guns and run around in the rain under the sun. We walk this earth as if it’s all for us, as if only ourselves are the reason why we hustle.
We always ask who we are individually. It’s time to ask who we are as a generation, as a community. Who are we as the young adults of this century? Who are we? Not as a person but as a team or a nation. We build walls in between countries, boarders in between houses, fences in between ourselves. We keep dividing and dividing and dividing. Where does it stop? What are we so afraid of? Why don’t we just take these walls down?
When I look at the world, I feel a pang in my chest. Is this the state I want it to be when I leave? For my children and their children and their children’s children. Who are we? One man or woman can’t change the world on his or her own. It’s too difficult and too much. There is a heavy bar of sadness trapped inside me, scraping the surfaces my my ribs, slashing my heart, shutting down my lungs. Who are we? Why are we this?
We look at others as if they are completely different from us. We judge them as if our actions do not affect them or contribute to making them who they are. We don’t think of connections. We ignore the fact that one little thing we do on this side of the world could possibly have an effect on another young person on a small tropical island near the Pacific.
It’s not enough to strive for a better world by ourselves, on our own. We need to work hand in hand. We need to do this as a team. We are here not just for ourselves or the people immediately connected to us. We are here for the ones who are thousands of miles away too. We are here for those who queue for food and supplies, those who sleep in their blue tents in cold winter nights. We are here for those who have dreams but have no means of reaching them. We are here for the ill and depressed. We are here for ourselves and also for the world as a whole.
We can’t be on our own. It is not enough.
We often ask ourselves who we are. It’s time to ask ourselves who we want to be.