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March 2016

Showing Unity


Through all of what I have learned so far, in my short life span, one thing I know for sure is that people will say what they need to to get to the top. People will talk about unity and how it should be, making promises left and right, never going through with anything causing people to be ripped apart further. If there is one thing I know about unity it’s that it takes real innocence to still hope and dream for it, something adults no longer have. Innocence to the world around them, this sounds like children, right? Well that’s really whats happening here the innocence is what shows, here at this age. What shows at an older age? We will tell our kids not to fight, not to hit, don’t steal, be kind to one another, behave, do what’s right for every one, share, and don’t be afraid of being different. Adults are hypocritical as ever. People say being a child is amazing and most just want to be a kid forever. Has a child ever asked you a serious question? Have they ever asked why are you crying? Are you okay? Why don’t people ever stand up to the bad people? Why is the man or woman on T.V. so mean? Why don’t we all just share? Can’t we just get along? Why can’t I go outside after dinner? Why do you have to watch me when I am out side? Why are you scared?

One day I was thinking and remembering a question I asked my mother when I was about four or five. I held her hand after she came home from work, I can’t remember if she was crying or not, but she was very upset. I asked her, “Why are you upset?” She said, “I think we have to move soon.” We moved a lot, but at this time we were living with my aunt and uncle, I didn’t really understand. Then, “So are we all going to get bigger bedrooms? If so I want to share a room with Angie.” Angie was my cousin Angela. My mom said, “Angie isn’t coming, it’s just you’re brother and sisters who are coming with.” “Why?” If she wasn’t crying before she was now, I can clearly remember going to get a tissue and pulling the box down on me. “There isn’t enough room in the car for them to come.” It was late at night and often I would sleep on the couch until my mom came home and she’d would take me to bed with her. We would stay up late and talk. No one else could just sit and talk with out being sent back to bed. Next week I was at school with my “boyfriend” and the teacher told me my grandmother was here to pick me up, she didn’t live in California, that’s where we were at the time. So it was a visit from grandma. I asked her where we were going and she said to her house in Oregon. I ask why, and my sister who was sitting next to me said, “Our uncle says he’s missing money and now we have to move because he’s mad at us.” Of course I was little so i asked a hundred questions. “How much?” My sister, at the time I didn’t know she was, bust she was being sarcastic, “A penny.” I pulled out a penny and asked if we could stay. Everyone laughed but they said no. “Why can’t he just be happy and share? It’s just a penny he shouldn’t be mad.

It was a little over $200, at the time I didn’t understand anything. The best kind of wisdom, I think, is innocent wisdom. Then at least ever one could look an d be happy. Don’t fight, don’t hit, don’t steal, be kind to one another, behave, do what’s right for every one, share, and don’t be afraid of being different. That penny, that single penny is showing that even a small child can try to make amends.

Showing unity is more than just speaking of unity. It’s that penny, a single cent, but it’s a sense of unity it’s showing unity.


People, the World Through Their Eyes

People. People are complicated. People are intricate. People are unique. People are defined, but yet stand undefined. People are unpredictable, but yet predictable. People are to destroy, but some build and fix. This is the world now, unstable, but yet stable. Some say how is this possible? How can it be? What do you mean? Well you’re going to find out.

​People view the world in different ways. Exciting, boring, bland, unusual, repetitive, erratic, sensational, painful, joyous, annoying, and more. What do you see it as? What people see the world as reflects the moods on a daily basis. Exciting: Exuberant. Boring: Emotionless. Bland: Bored. Unusual: Curious. Repetitive: Looking for adventure. Erratic: Violent and mad. Sensational: At peace. Painful: Self-harming and sad. Joyous: Joyful. Annoying: Easily upset. What you see it as is you’re choice, if the birds are still chirping they’re still alive. If you get up in the morning you’re still alive. If you’re coffee maker is broken, you had enough money to get one in the first place. If you’re car brakes down, you still have a car. If it rains, you’re not in a drought. If it’s hot in the summer, you’re not flooding or stuck in a blizzard freezing to death. If you locked you’re self out of you’re house, it means you have one.

People who see the world as exciting, unusual, sensational, or joyous are the type that lead to world peace or would make a good leader. Others who see it as boring, bland, or repetitive aren’t happy with what they have and don’t see the good light in the world and how good it is. The rest who see the world as erratic, painful, or annoying can’t see any light, and they think they have to end it for themselves or others. They don’t understand it doesn’t have to be that way, most the time no one can talk them out of they situation, to them is seems like they’ve it a dead end. Who can fix it for them? Show them that they can breathe without assistance, or aren’t in a coma? We are to focused as nations on who is getting stronger, who is the bigger threat, how to take out that threat. Not who’s in trouble, how can we help, what is the biggest thing we can do; even if it’s small will it be enough to start up everyone else and rally their help?

If, as nations, we can band together and show a little help, someone else will help, and it will start a chain and that chain, even if I wasn’t enough, reaction will be enough. Can’t the fighting stop and the growing up commence? If we’re in war and someone asked why, we’d point the finger and say, “They started it!” Like two children getting scolded for braking a vase. Why do the youth seem to have more of the answers than the adults? For once will some one step up and be the bigger man and stop fighting, and start mending? Mending broken lands. Mending broken homes. Mending broken families. Mending broken lives. Mending all the broken hearts.
​~Karrissah Smith

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