Its funny actually, we live in a world where there are numbers on the newspapers every morning. The numbers of people who died in a suicide bombing here or in a flood there. They don’t really add up in our minds because we didn’t know them. Its not like we don’t care. Its just we don’t really have the means to.
The touching part in Schindler’s List was when he was able to realize the value of one person. When he was able to see that one person who he had never met meant something immense to him.
When I took a year off before college, I had no idea why I was doing it or what I would end up gaining from it. I can say in the end…I walked away with one thing. One. But that one thing was the biggest lesson I could and probably will ever learn for a very long time. I learned how much one person meant to the world. I learned that if you only go by numbers you really couldn’t go very far. I learned that if people could learn to feel and care for someone they had never met …miracles could and would happen. I didn’t walk away from that year with the coveted certificate of completing anything…but I walked away with a broken heart for the world. I learned how to see and feel things in a whole new way.
Anyways…I guess that’s the reason why Schindler’s list made me silent for a while. I didn’t know what to think really. 6,000,000 people are too much. Too much. Too much.
6 million dreams, hopes, loves, futures…
6 million??
I have 563 friends on Facebook. And probably a good 50 without it…That’s 600 people.
If there was a candle for every life lost..6 million lights would go on forever….
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