I have taken Caltrain twice in my lifetime.
As I sat and watched the landscape fly by outside the window, I was also extremely conscious of those surrounding me. The man with the bright orange bike and even brighter shirt. The girl with a tired-looking book-bag slung across her shoulder, headphones in and eyes closed. The young boy chattering excitedly to someone that looked to be his mother- “Mommy, train run fast? Train fly far!” Continue reading
Dear Over-Stimulative Music,
A lot of people have a lot of different opinions regarding you.
In fact, a lot of people have completely different definitions of you set in their own minds, ones based off of personal preferences or thoughts imposed by others.
I was poking through our school library, looking for The Book Thief by Markus Zusak upon a friend’s recommendation. But to my dismay, all the copies were checked out. While I was looking in the section, though, I spotted a couple other books under the same author, and I grabbed the first one I saw- I Am The Messenger.
It honestly just really bugs me when people show obvious favorites.
For me personally, this applies primarily to teachers, coaches, and maybe even friends. Somehow I always feel this hostile air of preference when I’m with certain people, and it always somehow ends up making me feel bad.
I’ve been seeing it mostly in a couple of my teachers lately. I definitely do have certain teachers that are great and very fair to each one of their students. No one gets special treatment, and no one is treated with a ridiculous level of condescension, either. However, there are teachers of mine that I’ve noticed to have very obvious favorites in my classes. It’s not that I want to be the “teacher’s pet” or anything; it just bugs me when the people who are supposed to help us learn seem to want certain students to do better than the others. I feel like it’s very important for bias to be kept to a minimum in education facilities especially, because you never know which students will really be successful in the long term.
Maybe it’s all in my head. But I just can’t help but think that it’s out there, floating around in the cloud of opinions and choices.