I try to approach every day with an open mind. I do my best to find a lesson in every thing that comes my way, good or bad. It’s the way I was brought up. There’s always a lesson to be learned, you’ve just got to be open enough, aware enough and willing to put your stubborn pride far enough aside to find what’s worth learning.
At this moment in time, on all fronts — professionally, vocationally, socially, romantically, and athletically — I am overwhelmed with lessons.
When you boil your list of importance down to 4 or 5 things and you still don’t have as many hours in the day as you’d like to dedicate to any of them, the lessons can slip by. Some I recognize and just can’t afford to learn, some I don’t want to concede I need to learn, and some I just miss.
The latest of these lessons came today though, and I definitely didn’t miss it. It really hit me quite hard. I stood in the street stunned for about 20 seconds.
I was the kind of gobsmacked you might be if Tom just strolled up to Jerry right after the opening credits, all casual like, and wolfed him in one go. Done! Over! Finished!
I was outside Comet, walking to my car after uni, when I saw 3 old ladies shuffling their way toward a bus in a slowmotion battle for the “priority seat” at the very front — the holy grail for elderly urban stalwarts of public transport — with as much effort and as little progress as Emperor Penguins trying to snag that “number one” piece of ice before winter truly sets in. (As a side note, I think it was about as cold in Aberdeen today as Antartica. My days like…)
Anyway, I initially just stopped to watch the OAPS battling because it was fascinating, but then I noticed the red poppies proudly paraded on their jacket lapels, all three of them.
Last night, my mum asked me if I wanted her to get me a poppy.
When she asked, I was engrossed in Civilization 5, a strategy computer game designed around conquering the world with the empire of your choice.
I wasn’t really paying attention and just grunted something along the lines of: “No thank you dear mother, I shall not be taking you up on that offer.”
Little more thought was given and I got on with trying to conquer the world with my empire: England!!!!
I went to bed, slept, woke up today and it wasn’t until I saw the three wee emperor penguin women that this poppy thing returned to mind. Then I thought about what mum has asked, then I became Jerry and Tom — my conscience — wolfed me.
I was embarrassed. How ignorant can you be? I’d forgotten what a lost generation had done to preserve our liberty and give us the opportunities we have today. The life we all take for granted today did not just happen by accident. The education, the welfare, the democracy and the freedom we know as normalcy, the technology (the video games that allow us to replicate the true extent of sacrifice we should be aware enough to recognize, respect and remember) are all gifts that the thousands of people fought bravely and died needlessly to give us.
That is something we should never forget.
For around 20 hours, I did forget this. I did worse than forget it, I cast it off. And it makes me sick to think about. I came back down to earth outside Comet and immediately marched in to buy a poppy, but of course, sods law, they didn’t sell them.
I did get one though and I shall wear it because, as of today, I know why I HAVE to wear it!
Our generation are probably one generation too removed to know the impact that the last century of war has had on the lives of our grandparents and our parents.
After the penguins had migrated, I stood and watched people and traffic pass me by for a while. I was looking for poppies. Probably a third, maybe a half max, of people I saw were wearing poppies. At least half of these again were rather long in the tooth.
My generation find a lot of comfort in apathy.
It’s because of fear.
Apathy is perceived to be safe. If you don’t think, then you can’t be wrong, you can’t appear stupid and you don’t show yourself up in this ridiculous social struggle consumed by what others think of you.
However, the irony in this is that hiding behind apathy so as not to appear stupid makes idiots of us all.
BE BRAVE ENOUGH TO ENGAGE, TO THINK, TO CARE AND TO REASON WITH THE UNKNOWN!!!
To learn we must be open, but we must be proactive. We have to have enough respect for the things that truly matter when we don’t have to. That is what makes the world go round. People reaching out to others to teach and people being open to being taught.
So, people, buy a poppy. Remember. But, don’t do it because Tom ate Jerry. Don’t do it because everyone else does. Take five minutes, talk to an emperor penguin and find out exactly what was sacrificed, if you don’t have a grandparent penguin to ask, go pick anyone in the street. Ask them why we do it at all, learn what it is that is so essential for us to remember and learn why that piece of ice worth taking the time and effort to fight for really is worth the hassle.
Remember those who died for us. Respect those who died for us. God bless those who died for us.
Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, with the cross of Jesus going on before. Christ, the royal Master, leads against the foe; forward into battle see his banners go!