Mike was a loser. Someone that did nothing in life. When
going to the human book library, I had the option to talk to many individuals.
Each one of them going through different events in life. I guess I was supposed
to be inspired through their story. Instead, I felt more depressed listening to
them.
First of all, I met mike. Mike was labeled a journalist. I
think of a journalist that would go on FM radio and talk about sports. Or
travel with National Geographic, writing stories about a new species of monkeys.
Nope, Mike was different. Mike sat there awkwardly waiting for us to talk
first. Then a brave soul asked how’s being a journalist? He explained how he
was a journalist for an AM radio station. I didn’t even know AM still existed.
I only hear AM radio when accidentally hitting the wrong button to change the
station. Even then, all I hear is aliens trying to get into my radio when on
AM. Furthermore, Mike talked about his dreams. National Geographic was his
goal. However, he settled and now writes stories about politics. I asked Mike
if he writes a Blog or anything to get his name out there. He answered with a
no. Then he went on explaining how after a long day at work he would get tired
of writing. Then that was the end of our conversation. Mike was a loser. Mike
was someone who gave up on his dream and settled for some lame radio station. Mike
gave me no inspiration at all.
The next individual I met was in a car accident. She seemed
nice and I felt sorry for what happened to her. She went on explaining her
story. A terrible car accident her senior year end her in a coma. Now, she
cannot drive and has a limp. To make things worse, she did not want to try to
get better. There was a chance that she could walk without a limp. However, she
felt trying something that was not 100% going to work was not worth the try. I
felt that she should at least try something to help even though it might not
help in the long run. In the end, it might serve a purpose. I would at least take
a chance on something to help my physical ability. Through the whole situation,
I felt depressed. Everyone was going through a hard time and could not help
themselves. That’s why I left 30 mins early.
p.s sorry teachJ
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