One winter day as i walked across a construction site, i saw three children aged 4 or 5 playing in the dirt digged up at the construction site.It seemed their mothers and fathers working at the construction site did not pay much attention to them.The thing that surprised me was that the children were playing and digging at the dirt with the building shovels(iron)about their size!
Would it not be dangerous?But unfazed i was about to walk on when the girl(there were 2 boys and 1 girl)suddenly started crying.The reason for this was that 1 of the boys had snatched her shovel and was playing in the dirt.The girl screamed and started fighting with the boy!When it was about to get serious one of the working women came and hit the girl many times to silence her!Man! this was getting brutal,until the other women stepped in and stopped it.But the girl cried now not only for the shovel but also for the beating! As for the boys stopped playing and watched on.
Now the girl all alone cried in one corner as the women returned to work with the boys watching on.But then to my surprise the boy who had snatched her shovel went over to her and gingerly passed it on to her and left!Now the girl finally on her feet took up her shovel and returned to her field of play!But do not think the boy did not have anything for then he walked into a small cabin and came out with another tool, this time the tool resembled a kind of a brick layer!Now you know where they got their 'toys' from!As the three children continued to play the girl with her shovel would dig up the dirt and transfer it to an iron basket which then the boy with the brick layer would try to set into dirt bricks! But that was not all,for the second boy not to be left behind would take up those bricks and then try to set them on top of another into two pairs on top of each other as if making a building out of dirt!And as it always fell apart they would repeat this process with a team work and timing which only they were aware about!
In doing so if some amount of dirt went into a child's eyes the other would rise up to clear the dirt from the affected child's eyes!Had they ever gone to school i do not know but they worked perfectly with the intelligence and instinct known only to our so called'Generation Y'!
But after leaving these children to do what they were doing i realised some things that day-
*Firstly-In the hands of these children were dangerous building tools and they were only 4 or 5.On the other hand a well of child of their age would be holding a brand new ipad which they would be handling with considerable ease.Both these things come by a combination of instinct and careful observation of their respective parents and surroundings.
*Secondly-These children were beaten up just for crying out loud at what they thought was the loss of their 'toys' by their elders!
*Thirdly they were handling such tools and easily obtained them with nobody even giving it a glance!No stopping them or scolding them for these actions,just for their crying!
*And lastly which i must say was the best was that when one of them was crying alone the other did go and give their thing(even though they could get another!).And when the dirt went into one's eyes the other child did help clear it out and amazingly when the children were fighting they did not use the tools just their hands(thank GOD for that!).This showed that they did not know hate for each other despite maybe noticing such use almost regularly!
So you see we guys who spent our childhood in the care , safety and freedom which our parents provided us with are what the famous author Arvind Adiga of 'The White Tiger'fame calls the 'Light' and these unfortunate people,'The Darkness'.
As a conclusion all i would like to say the late Nelson Mandela's words,"No one is born hating another person because of the colour of his skin or his religion.People must learn to hate.And if they can learn to hate,they can be taught to love for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite."
May your soul rest in peace and thank you Mr Nelson Mandela for showing us what freedom and brotherhood mean.
Would it not be dangerous?But unfazed i was about to walk on when the girl(there were 2 boys and 1 girl)suddenly started crying.The reason for this was that 1 of the boys had snatched her shovel and was playing in the dirt.The girl screamed and started fighting with the boy!When it was about to get serious one of the working women came and hit the girl many times to silence her!Man! this was getting brutal,until the other women stepped in and stopped it.But the girl cried now not only for the shovel but also for the beating! As for the boys stopped playing and watched on.
Now the girl all alone cried in one corner as the women returned to work with the boys watching on.But then to my surprise the boy who had snatched her shovel went over to her and gingerly passed it on to her and left!Now the girl finally on her feet took up her shovel and returned to her field of play!But do not think the boy did not have anything for then he walked into a small cabin and came out with another tool, this time the tool resembled a kind of a brick layer!Now you know where they got their 'toys' from!As the three children continued to play the girl with her shovel would dig up the dirt and transfer it to an iron basket which then the boy with the brick layer would try to set into dirt bricks! But that was not all,for the second boy not to be left behind would take up those bricks and then try to set them on top of another into two pairs on top of each other as if making a building out of dirt!And as it always fell apart they would repeat this process with a team work and timing which only they were aware about!
In doing so if some amount of dirt went into a child's eyes the other would rise up to clear the dirt from the affected child's eyes!Had they ever gone to school i do not know but they worked perfectly with the intelligence and instinct known only to our so called'Generation Y'!
But after leaving these children to do what they were doing i realised some things that day-
*Firstly-In the hands of these children were dangerous building tools and they were only 4 or 5.On the other hand a well of child of their age would be holding a brand new ipad which they would be handling with considerable ease.Both these things come by a combination of instinct and careful observation of their respective parents and surroundings.
*Secondly-These children were beaten up just for crying out loud at what they thought was the loss of their 'toys' by their elders!
*Thirdly they were handling such tools and easily obtained them with nobody even giving it a glance!No stopping them or scolding them for these actions,just for their crying!
*And lastly which i must say was the best was that when one of them was crying alone the other did go and give their thing(even though they could get another!).And when the dirt went into one's eyes the other child did help clear it out and amazingly when the children were fighting they did not use the tools just their hands(thank GOD for that!).This showed that they did not know hate for each other despite maybe noticing such use almost regularly!
So you see we guys who spent our childhood in the care , safety and freedom which our parents provided us with are what the famous author Arvind Adiga of 'The White Tiger'fame calls the 'Light' and these unfortunate people,'The Darkness'.
As a conclusion all i would like to say the late Nelson Mandela's words,"No one is born hating another person because of the colour of his skin or his religion.People must learn to hate.And if they can learn to hate,they can be taught to love for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite."
May your soul rest in peace and thank you Mr Nelson Mandela for showing us what freedom and brotherhood mean.
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