Baby Brave Pt. 2
I always thought that teacher was a dumbass; we would always find discrepancies in his tests, in his workings on the whiteboard, in his sense of style. But it wasn't until I took a Children's Studies and a Globalization class that I saw what he was getting at. Though his story was a bit...a bit something, he did have a point to it. Children are brave. Children are resilient. Children can go through a life filled with so much pain and injustice that some adults can't even handle. They are targets for child solders, sex slaves, victims and casualties of war and poverty, subjects to lives with so much lack in love, support and respect it is heart-breaking.
My class, and myself, nearly crucified our poor teacher when he said babies were brave, more so than officers and marines and the Rock. Because babies are STUPID, therefore babies can't be brave. But isn't that just what bravery is? Being stupid enough to do something no one in their right mind would do? I always used to go to my mom with stories of how my super-brave, super-awesome co-workers would catch these people trying to steal from the store; they would run after them as they tried to escape in their get-away car with a 36 pack, follow them stealthily down the aisles and ducking around each corner, hand out assignments to us lesser people to tail the perpetrators and call using a secret message on the intercom. And all I got from my mom was,"Hey, don't be an idiot okay? Don't be a hero. If they steal, call your boss because if you try and go after them, you could get shot...or fired. They're not looking out for you and you don't know if they have a gun or what. So don't be stupid, if anything happens, just run. Leave them." No loyalty at all.
And it got me to thinking: was bravery something to aspire to, or was it your own stupidity and ignorance, mixed with a little bit of chance from the Fate Gods, that made it so? I don't know, a little food for thought.
My class, and myself, nearly crucified our poor teacher when he said babies were brave, more so than officers and marines and the Rock. Because babies are STUPID, therefore babies can't be brave. But isn't that just what bravery is? Being stupid enough to do something no one in their right mind would do? I always used to go to my mom with stories of how my super-brave, super-awesome co-workers would catch these people trying to steal from the store; they would run after them as they tried to escape in their get-away car with a 36 pack, follow them stealthily down the aisles and ducking around each corner, hand out assignments to us lesser people to tail the perpetrators and call using a secret message on the intercom. And all I got from my mom was,"Hey, don't be an idiot okay? Don't be a hero. If they steal, call your boss because if you try and go after them, you could get shot...or fired. They're not looking out for you and you don't know if they have a gun or what. So don't be stupid, if anything happens, just run. Leave them." No loyalty at all.
And it got me to thinking: was bravery something to aspire to, or was it your own stupidity and ignorance, mixed with a little bit of chance from the Fate Gods, that made it so? I don't know, a little food for thought.
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