With deliberate intention, the goal was to devour thousands of words. He reveled in the delicious anticipation of cerebral and sentimental fulfillment. Focused and ready for some relevant adscititious information to challenge his brain’s hunger for knowledge and fantasy. The emotions of the poets forcefully laid down impressions on his mind. Hours passed immersed in the stories and written essences of others. It colored him happy. And tired. The eyes slowly closed. All the words turned to dreams of mystical sunsets with a bareback unicorn ride on the beach, hair whipping in the wild wind.
Then he woke up smiling.
Reaching in you’ll see it’s hard to find me.
I’m a discovery to be accessed when my psyche is at ease.
When I see you mean me no harm,
I’ll surround you like quicksand.
You’ll be immersed, enveloped by who I am.
You haven’t even begun to uncover what I want to give you.
Begin again with every lesson learned.
Try out a new skin of knowledge.
Respect doesn’t come easily to youth’s life experience in progress. We put them in their place…
Shut up, youngin’.
What do they know, right?
Shaming leads to silence. It leads to rage. Don’t do that.
A well thought out opinion deserves an audience, even if only one is there to receive it.
Contributions of spoken information are the right of any individual, young or old.
Let’s hear it all.
Encouraging communication honors the conviction of the orator. Let them learn, respect their effort. Challenge the thought process, if it requires it, but let them speak.
Embrace their courage, honor their thoughts. Let them talk.
Their experience, their journeys will shape future discussions, better lives possibly.
All humans feel valuable to others and especially themselves when they are accepted.
Respect their language and their self-expression.
Let them become adults who are heard.