By Issa Belle Klarisse Chan (Grade 7 – Lu Xun)
I have never really tried paying any attention to younger kids, or people younger than my age group in general. I am also not the type of person you see on the street smiling with my family, craving attention. I can’t even ask a waiter at a restaurant to give me a glass of water. I’m the type of person to just stay alone most of the time, just reading random things on the internet.
Just a normal Saturday went by, and I found myself wanting to watch a movie, full of children. I do not despise children, but this was a change. Anyway, after I finished that movie, I finally went to the faculty room without staying outside and composed myself. That was three years ago.
I have taught, or I assume, older people have learned from us that sometimes they are not right. A lot of adults think they’re always right just because they’re older than us but sometimes we know more; maybe we even went through more. They won’t ever know unless you tell them. There is a reason of course. Maybe some have fragile egos. Maybe they might’ve never even said you were wrong, or rather, they have suffered “consequences” and come to “realizations” about what the picture is actually about and what matters in life.
But we all learn from each other, and that’s what matters. It doesn’t matter how old you are, or how long you’ve been doing something. As long as you understand the whole point of these experiences, you are ready to go.