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The Ambiguity of Being Human

March 9, 2015

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When I got home from a long day yesterday, my eight year old son asked if he could read to me an essay he had written. His creative writing journal had prompted him to write everything he knows about being human. Here is his response.

Being human means having to eat, drink, and sleep. It means you have family and have a personality and are passionate about things. We talk and play.

But we also think that we are civilized, while in the eyes of most animals we are not because we chop down their homes and scare them away; we poison their air and water; we destroy their life.

Human beings are the creators of destruction and violence, and yet we think that we are perfect and strong almighty rulers of earth. We are just like the tiniest cell; yet we are also the biggest bomb.


3 Comments leave one →
  1. Glyndon Morris permalink
    March 9, 2015 8:18 pm

    What an amazing young man! You two have done a great job so far, obviously. He’s going to be a force once he’s fully grown.

  2. March 16, 2015 4:09 pm

    He has demonstrated an ability to see things from another’s point of view…this is a sign of wisdom and empathy…traits that will serve us all well.


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