When I think abut it,I mean really really think about it,I am so very fortunate to have Food,clothing,and Shelter.
Quite frankly,these hygiene factors were considered an aspiration to me as a child,and I try never ever to take them for granted.
Sometimes,just sometimes,I sort of despair at how we can easily revert to moan mode,and I’m guilty of it myself.You know,the “my phone isn’t the latest”,my car is an old model,or I haven’t bought any new cloths for a month!!
Although in themselves ,these moans are the stuff of our daily existence,I think allowing myself to drown in a morass of how hard done by I am,or life is so,so hard is totally counterproductive.My life now isn’t spent in worrying about the next meal,frantically hoping that my one pair of shoes will last another winter,ya da ya da ya da.My life now is one f comfort in a relative way.
For years,I used to think that many men and women looked extremely tired all the time.As a child,I watched men doing hard work-miners and Fishermen-and I observed women not having enough to feed their families,pleading with their husbands nt to bow their wages at the pub on a Friday night.Those faces ,those codes told a story of deprivation that isn’t my lot anymore.
So what to do,what do we do,how do we live?To me,I live,or try to live as I often fail,in a state of gratitude for what I have,because I feel that I have much,I really do.However,I’m aware that I’m in my late middle age part of my life,and I have had to learn these things through time,knowledge,and ,to be brutally honest,through my own stupid mistakes.
Now,when I observe my pupils and see some of the pressures that they are on,I know that many face challenges that I did even now,but unlike when I was younger,they face threats to their existence through inner city gangs,drug use,and mental illness.These are real issues facing young people NOW,this isn’t a fantasy.
As I have often written,I was extremely lucky,and yes,I’m a survivor,but many today,don’t get a chance,many teenagers are struggling,so please don’t be fooled by their cloths,or their phone,or their exterior confidence.Its tough out there for youngsters,it really is.
When we can,we have to continue to treat young people as our fellow humans,resisting the temptation to label them as a negative,Lets try to observe beyond the mask,and really really think about them,and nt so much about ourselves.
You know,I sometimes think that we like to think that too many teenagers are selfish,but I can be selfish too,and so can many of my fellow adults.Yes,we are sophisticated at hiding it,and young people are more honest,but isn’t that what we were like or have you and I forgotten .
So,for me life is good,really good.Yep,I don’t have a new car,I don’t have a new phone,but really,I have my life,my art,my music,my assurance that I’m happy in my skin,Yu know,so many young people are not there yet,they are,like we were,work in progress.Some don’t like themselves at all.Some don’t like their bodies,they just don’t.Some don’t want to be boys,they want to be girls,some just feel outcasts.
So,that’s me now.Ive made mistakes in life,but I’ve also done quite a lot that is right.I have people who love me,and people who think I’m quite talented,That’s such a wonderful thing.
But,as long as I can,as long as I have somethng to offer,I think,no,I know,that I will always support young people as they are the now,and they make this planet worth Livng on .
If this is a rant,then I will improve in the way I explain myself,but never apologise for what motivates me.