So I watched this video on youtube of a slam poet doing a TED TALK (if you dont know what that is you're missing out on amazing speakers) anyways, after watching the video I just began to spew words into a word document. Here is what came out. Here is the video watch it, I promise you wont regret it.
I see it everyday the dragging of the feet, head hung low.
Amazing children so down on themselves that it hurts to smile. Breaks my heart
and I just want to reach out and shake their sadness away. Shake away whatever
seed of insecurity that has been embedded in their brains and hearts. But
shaking isn’t the answer, it never is. Telling them how amazing they are
doesn't work either. So I sit up nights worrying about these unique
individuals, worrying that maybe the “SEE you tomorrow Mr. Brasil” will be their
last. Everyday I drive to work praying they’ll be there. Hoping I get a chance
to make them smile, even just a little bit, give them just one baby reason to
continue pushing forward. Growing up I was always the fat kid. Never ran the
mile faster than anyone, never wore the cool clothes, but luckily for me, I had
a great support system both at home and school. They let me be me; they loved
me unconditionally. I see some of these kids and I shutter to think what they
have to go through every single day of their lives. Being bullied leaves scars;
both visible and invisible both bully inflicted and self inflicted. I wonder
why it happens. How can I stop it? Realization showers me from head to toe. We
focus way too much on the victims. Don't get me wrong, the victims out number
the bullies, but we forget that most of these bullies have triggers too. Why do
they feel the need to tear these other kids down? Perhaps they know what it’s
like to be powerless. Perhaps they want others to feel the same way they do.
Perhaps they’re just shitty people (sadly this is a possibility) Whatever the
reason, we as a society must address it. What really pisses me off is all these
Goddamn anti-bullying campaigns, which begin and end with commercials of
celebrities talking about no more bullying. Instead of spending so much money
and time on the production of that stupid commercial, and covering up some
top-ten hot celebrity’s imperfections (ironic if you ask me) lets take to our
schools, and our streets. The power of communication is something we take for
granted. These kids, you know the victims and the bullies they have one thing
in common. They are both in pain, emotionally, and mentally. They both feel
powerless, in a society determined to out power those around them. A society driven
by pointless competition. We no longer live up to our own standards; instead we
look to our neighbors, our friends, even our families. If they have one car, we
want two. If they bought 3 different color lights for their Christmas
decorations, we want a fucking Santa, Rudolph, and the three wise men too. We
waste our lives competing in these insignificant power struggles, and our kids
watch us strive above our means, and stress about never being good enough. BUT
THEY ARE GOOD ENOUGH! WE ARE ALL GOOD ENOUGH! Tell you kids that you love them.
Not because they are amazing students, or they cleaned their room, not because
they ate all their vegetables or quietly read while you watched your favorite
show. Tell them you love them because of who they are. We have to start raising
our children to cherish their individuality. Bring them up, not shove them
down. IF they misbehave, let’s not jump to conclusions, they aren’t bad kids
(THOSE DON'T EXIST) they are misunderstood. If we as a society could target why
our children behave or act the way they do, then we could understand why little
Billy hates himself, and in turn wants the rest of his class to hate themselves
too. We could comprehend why princess Jane, you know the one who always stands
up for herself, and is clearly the leader of her group, doesn't respect
herself. We owe it to our children. As adults we tell our kids to be nice, and
to follow the rules, and to work hard. Then we turn around and fight with our
loved ones, we break laws, and promises, we take the easy way out, instead of
working hard for a better solution. We sit our children in front of the
television, computer or ipad, because we don't have the patience to sit across
from them and converse. It’s maddening. We are hypocrites. This isn’t going to
change over night. To those children struggling with bullying I don't have any
answers for you. I don't have an easy fix. The truth is, the experiences you
accumulate now good and bad will be with you for the rest of your lives. But
slowly, one day at a time, we could begin to change this ridiculous culture
that America has built for itself. We could round out the corners, and
genuinely be happy for others when they succeed. It starts with us. One person
changes, then 2, and before you know it a shift is seen across schools
everywhere. We don't need Hollywood to make commercials, or movies. We need
parents, and adults to lead the way. Reading through this, it has definitely
taken a path of it’s own, and to be honest it’s just ramblings, and rants. For
those of you who have read this far, think about it, erase the bullshit (I
wrote it, and I know a lot of it is bullshit) There are some points in this
giant word vomit of a blog that can change our world. Maybe not America, or the
Globe, but our local everyday life can be impacted tremendously by little
adjustments. Love yourself! Because every person roaming this Earth has good in
them. Every person wants to do the right thing. Leave the cynicism to the unhappy
cynics, and give those who need it most, the benefit of the doubt. That tiny
gesture can change the life of one bully, and the life of 10 victims.
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