Thursday, January 15, 2009
Coursework
I've just received my F&N course work. I'm not liking it. This time, I truly regret not taking Art. The thing that has been bothering me yesterday, is still bothering me today. At times, when no one is looking, I sit down and the tears flow free. It's not self pity, many people mistake that, it's just I saw what other people would never see.
I saw her. The first time I saw her, she was already skinny, scars running up and down her legs. Just for a sec1, it is scary enough. Today, I saw her again, for the first time this year. She had grown to look more frail, she was way past skinny; she looked gaunt. Her dark skin stretched across her body, making out the shapes of her knee joints and bones. Her face was visibly more hollow. I didn't like her the first few times I knew her, she got me into a lot of trouble, created many problems. It was horrible. But now, I look at the empty shell of a girl, unsure if the once boisterous sec1, now sec2, girl was still in there. Talking to her made me care a little bit more about her, made me want to know what was she suffering from. It reminded me of another girl that I didn't really got a chance to know before she changed. I sat down and cried.
God has opened my heart. I can now feel the brokenness of this generation. Will someone rise up to take the challenge of saving this entire generation? Will someone take up the responsibility not just for their schools, but for everyone around them.
Love,
Zoie Esther
