Thundered

Ramblings of a Teenage Boy.

I wouldn't die for you

Well, it's been all over the news. If you've been living under a rock for the past week, you should be informed that there was a 7.9 magnitude earthquake in the Sichuan province of China. It's already killed about 20,000 people, and there are even more people still trapped in remote places of the province! My mom told me a story of a little boy who was three, and his parents pressed themselves upon him so he could live. They were trapped inside a building, and they had to wait for help to arrive. When the aid workers pulled the boy out of the rubble, they asked him where his parents were. "They died so I could live." This made me wonder... how many people would die for you (or have you die for them)? I would die for about... two people -- my parents. I don't believe that my friends and I are mature enough to say that we would die for each other, because that wouldn't be truthful. Maybe someday along the road, I will find friends that I can honestly say that I would die for, but that hasn't happened yet. A life is not to be given lightly. There are some amiable people that would die for a random person on the street if there was an exchange of bullets going on, but I am not one of them. I would not give my life to a random stranger because I don't think they deserve it. Why should I give the thing that I have worked so hard for, to someone that I don't even know? Everyone has this idea of becoming a martyr and living on the memories of everyone, but when you're dead, who will remember you? Sure, you'll be remembered and loved by millions for a few years, but what happens after that? What happens when you fade away from peoples' memory? You'll become nothing but a rotting corpse into the ground. When I asked my mom if she would die for me, she responded instantly with a "Yes" with no hesitation. "You don't even need to ask! I'm your mother, of course I would die for you. I gave birth to you, and I put in so much hard work in making you a good person, and if you died and I lived, all my hard work would have gone to waste. I have nothing substantial to give to this world, but you and your brother are still young! You guys can still make a difference in the world!" Needless to say, after my mom's speech, I gave my mom a hug. Then, I had to go to the dentist's office to get my teeth cleaned, but that's another post for another day. So, how many people would you die for? How many people do you think would die for you?
Posted in Thoughts, on May 14, 2008 at 09:21 PM
Permalink