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(Wrote this for my mothers college assignment at age 16)
Window Of The Future

Welcome. Take a deep breath. I don't expect you to remember me. I have seemed to have been lost in this high-tech world, that came up from the ground leaving dust to fly directly at me. Look into this window of opportunity, window of advancement, window of the future, that has become now. I have frozen this image in time, it represents the tranquility in the silence of chaos. Now just gaze: At this very moment in time you see familiarity. You find comfort, aggravation, hope, and intelligence, in this window of advancement.
Don't be fooled because though this portrait may seem hopeful or intelligent and beneficial to you, it may cause ignorance all the same. What am I? I am your creativity. For I am what you fall back on when this window of opportunity doesn't go your way. I have noticed, before this window was ever clear, when it was still blurry in spots, that you relied on me for everything, you took all the time in the world with me, thinking, creating, doing hard work by hand, using every single bit of me. And now it seems that you take advantage too often, and forget the relationship you are supposed to have with me. In this window there is a computer, in this window there are handy desks, that will soon be filled with coworkers that you use to your benefit. In this window you let yourself be consumed with "easy." Easy spell check, easy quick dictionary look up, quick use of knowledge that you don't keep for yourself. But when this fails, when your high-tech becomes low grade, what shall you do then? When you lose your job, and everything changes, what happens then? I hope you still remember me.
People very easily incorporate me into the high-tech, as a challenge, not giving in to the temptation of everything easy. I am so proud of them for doing that. But several days later, after the project has been completed, why go back into careless, easy mode?
This window will become blurry once more. When I stop speaking this window will unfreeze and routines will go back to normal. Life will become harder. There will be difficult things you must face. I hope you still have enough knowledge to work with me to make that window clear again. But once it is crystal clear, will you maintain remembrance of what got you that far? Or will you repeat the same step and gradually forget me?
Tasha N. Utz
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