Mya Michele
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The Burden of the Back
When we’re younger and unencumbered by social structures and what they deem acceptable, our curiosity is often met by some action that elicits further exploration. Imagine: you’re six years old, walking on the sidewalk, careful to not step on any of the cracks, because we all know what happens if you step on a crack. And your attention now directs itself to a weed growing in between the gap of the sidewalk. And mind you, this weed is accompanied by a particularly outstanding dandelion, so anything that you were doing before now becomes moot. When you bend down to take a closer look at your subject, you notice nature’s way of carefully placing the petals in a certain arrangement that you are now committed to detailing in your next art class project. As you’re now bending down on the pavement with your eyes fixed on this dandelion, your mind is elsewhere: your teacher is going to be so proud when she sees that you drew the most beautiful and realistic dandelion she has ever seen in her whole entire life. In dreamily thinking about your success, something breaks the fixation of your eyes as it crosses your visual path: an ant. It doesn’t seem to have much direction, and you wonder which place the ant lives. You scramble around looking for other ants. Where are its friends? Friends...friends...ant friends. You’re really racking your mind here, but you can’t seem to find any other ants. This would have been a much simpler task if you had an ant farm like your teacher. The the ant could just join other ants and make cool tunnels together. Now you’re thinking about how cool ants are and everything you learned about them in class that day.
By Mya Michele4 years ago in Education