"The world around us is a huge, magnificent, creepy place. I mean that with every ounce of sarcasm, and beautiful truth confliction by which it was transcribed. The news is simply a steady reminder of the ongoing clash between malice and wonderland on earth. A report of a Senator caught sexting, an elderly woman missing, the IPO of a major social media network, a couple murders, an interview with the head of a local community center, and a courageous firefighter giving account of the hundreds of people he and his team helped out of a blazing fire are nothing short of your average daily newscast. You never know what you will get, but you have a pretty good idea of what to expect. In a world where nothing at all is constant? Where innocence sometimes takes a vacation? I feel that there is still one flag flying high over every nation on the globe. Children are the purest form of existence. Whether human, or wild animal.. All hope for the future of society lays in their hands. They have not yet been corrupted and with the right help? Their outlook on life can be preciously protected; guarded by adults like myself who see them for the true diamonds in the rough they really are.
My entire life purpose is to serve children. Healthy or ill, I want to do everything in my professional and nonprofessional power to better them for the future. They are little soldiers. Equipped with so much more machinery, and an arsenal of technology that was not available to my generation and older. They can win this war if no one else. They have abilities to do what our founding fathers could not. What Franklin D. Roosevelt intended, but did not wield the resources necessary to carry through. However, like the finest china in the wealthiest residential dining rooms around the globe? They must be crafted. Sculpted into their fullest potential. Refined. We must take our time, and work vigorously on every detail, glorify every aspect, and build upon every fine line that leads into their major handle or core. We as professionals must become the artisan. The carpenter. The artist. In order to be successful? A select few must live, eat and breathe our protege; Working throughout our entire lives to protect and perfect our craft. This is my life. This is my destiny. This is what I was put on earth to do and as I write this essay? I am gathering my materials to begin my lengthy, life-long portfolio."
November 15, 2013
I wrote the above excerpt from my hospital room at Texas Children's Hospital during my senior year of high school. I needed just one person to take a chance on me. Unable to attend both middle and high school, college became something that I could only dream of. I had no way of proving myself. My value was purely medicinal. It's very hard to keep fighting for a life that seems to lack purpose. Now, it's my turn to shine light on a crippling reality that many other children face daily across the nation.As a chronically ill child my outlook on life has never been the most positive. A few words from a familiar stranger became my saving grace. I put my trust into those words. I held on to them for dear life as my teeth sunk into their vivacity.
“You won't lag behind, because you'll have the speed.
You'll pass the whole gang and you'll soon take the lead.
Wherever you fly, you'll be best of the best.
Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.
Except when you don't...
Because, sometimes, you won't.”
― Dr. Seuss, Oh, The Places You'll Go!
"Oh, the Places You'll Go! is a book written and illustrated by children's author Dr. Seuss. It was first published by Random House on January 22, 1990, making it his last book published in his lifetime."
I made these words my personal doctrine. They are my fuel.