Love
http://thisibelieve.org/essay/31264/
this essay by tanuj Bansal is entitled love lives through them all, and he talks about how his love transcended cultural boundaries, values, and space. I picked this one because i believe i can align with it, in a way. I have been dating my girlfriend for close to three years now and that means that i have come to be pretty close with her family by this point. when we first started dating i didnt see eye to eye with her family on much of anything, in fact being alone in a room with them scared me straight. however, now i am comortable enough to go spend a week up in tahoe with them and go sailing or hunting or whatever they may feel like and i know that even though we dont always agree on everything, one thing we can conclude upon is our love for that one girl.
Honesty
Honesty, the word the scares us all. Ever since i have been small enough to know what lying was i have been somewhat of a compulsive liar. i lied about the time of day, what i was feeling, whether or no i had studied for a test, basically anything that i could lie about i did. now this story would be great of all this lying came back to bite me in the ass at some point and ever since then i had made a vow to never lie again but...it didn't . like most kids some lies came back to bite me but i never ever got in any serious or major trouble, mostly, my lies were all believed and i got away with them. there was one tool however, i started to see that people i lied to: my closest friends, my mother and father, teachers, general acquaintances, started to disbelieve everything i told them. it all came to a head when i had borrowed my teacher's pen in 5th grade and stowed it in my desk overnight for safekeeping since it appeared to be a very nice pen. the next morning, when the teacher arrived to find his pen missing he searched all the desks and upon finding it in mine filed for my suspension from school for stealing his pen. i pleaded with him and told him the truth but my reputation preceded me and my honesty...i was lucky enough to not be suspended but from that moment on i tried to tell the truth more. to this day i attempt to tell the truth, especially the hard truths because i feel as though those are the ones that need to be heard the most and i never want to have a reputation as a liar again.
How do we know what you just told us is true? Hahaha I'm just messing with you, but I struggled with the exact same thing when I was younger so I can relate. One day was particularly bad, I don't remember what I was thinking but I was in kindergarten and somehow in one day managed to lie about taking a marble from my friend's house (I actually did), lied about whether or not I told my parents I had taken a marble from my friends house, and then lied about something else I can't remember related to the marble. Anyway long story short I learned that day not to dig myself a hole of lies and that if I owned up to something it would be a lot better for me.
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