Monday, February 28, 2011

Loss and Coping but learning the Real Lesson

Loss is an emotional time in a person’s life, we all go through it, and we learn and grow from it, each and every day. It’s that strong hurt or painful feeling in your chest, that ping in your stomach that just won’t go away. Coping with a huge loss in your life is one of most difficult things you can do. We have all experienced this feeling in one way or another. I recently felt these tumbling emotions not too long ago. In October, I lost my dog, my best friend, of fourteen years, Blacky from old age. We must always remember the good times we had with that special someone or something in our lives. The key however, is learning what they have taught you. Blacky taught me a very important thing about life. What Blacky taught me was don’t judge a book by its cover or in his way a dog by its collar. It might seem silly a dog, or any animal for that matter, teaching you a lesson. However, its true Blacky taught me you should never judge someone by appearance, or what they have, or don’t have.
Animals are truly amazing creatures, but the one thing they never do is place judgments on you. When I started school I started to realize kids had different social groups. I didn’t think I had to be in a group, I’m me and I didn’t know where that group was. I didn’t and still don’t label myself as anything different other than Brian. I started to be bullied by other kids because I didn’t have what they thought were nice clothes. I was also picked on because I wore glasses. The other kids used to pick on me, calling me four eyes and other mean names. When I was in sixth grade something horrible happened to me and I will never forget it. One day at school, during recess, I was playing with some other kids, when all of a sudden some mean boys in my class started to pick on me. What happened next was so surreal to me in such a way I was breathless. They pushed me and took my glasses and broke them in half. Being a little kid, it was the scariest thing ever; it was so bad I went home early that day. I cried; I cried a lot and my mom took care of the school problem for me. I was with Blacky and told him what happened and said “those guys are jerks.” Then my view on other kids changed and I became what I feared the most that day at school. I also became a bully by placing judgment and not accepting other kids. 
 Then when I reached eighth grade it was a good and bad year for me. During this time a lot of pre-teens where being mean and hurtful to one another. People where two-faced and harsh to one another on every aspect I could think of. I was being mean and started to place judgment on other pre-teens my age. I had my own little group of friends and we make fun of people. We make fun of physical appearance how someone had weird gross teeth. To someone who didn’t have a cool clothes or nice iPod. Then one day a new boy transferred into class. He was very different kind of boy he wore band T-shirt and skinny jeans from Hot Topic which not a lot of people where into. He had longer hair than other boys in the class. He was out casted right away from everyone in class. I was also mean to this boy to just because he was different looking than me. One day the teacher assigned the glass a group project which we had to work in pairs of two. I was stuck with the out casted boy and people didn’t like me hanging around him. So I didn’t like him even more because he made me less popular. Than something happened it was unexpected and I didn’t know how to react. The boy turns to me and says “why does everyone in class hate me so much?” I was so surprised I didn’t know how to respond to him. Seeing the hurt in his eyes and that sad look on his face changed me. It was such a shock that I was hurting him that way and I felt like such a jerk to do that to someone else. I remembered right then and there how it felt to be out casted by others and hated it and remember telling Blacky how those kids where so mean. Just then I realized I was no better that the little kids in grade school who picked on me. Then I said “I don’t know they don’t like how you dress” trying to make the conversation and not trying to ignore that he spoke. He then said “I like how I dress its different I know but I think it’s cool” Everything hit me so fast I was so shocked and from that day I realized I would never judge people that harshly ever again. The boy and I became good friends and people didn’t like this but I didn’t care. His style grew on me and he helped let the real me out that has been locked away. I locked myself away because I didn’t want to be judge and just fit in.
High school comes around the corner and it was a huge change from any learning I ever had. I noticed all these social cliques in place at the school. I went to Bristol County Agricultural High School. There were more girls than guys at this school and I noticed and much more judgment and fewer acceptances of others. I already realized who I was and not going to change myself or be bullied by no one ever again. I was not going to turn into that bully either. I understood the whole picture the social dynamics of people. I became a nicer person and didn’t place judgment on to anyone in any way shape or form. I was liked by a lot of girls and some guys in the school. Naturally not all people get along but I made sure I never picked on anyone’s faults. I have my own faults to bear why pick on someone else’s? I want to be friends with everyone I came in contact with in school. I didn’t care on what grade level either I made friends in all grades with all kinds of people. It felt good to see the variety of people I was friends with it felt nice. All the girls who love anime and dress like me with skinny jeans and Pac Sun store clothing. Also the people who are very smart and helped me in English. Even the popular girls who thought I was so nice and sweet and thought I was the best. Even helping some guys who didn’t understand math to well it’s a good feeling to help everyone.
We just need to learn and see that even with a loss in our life we need to see how the huge impact of that individual changed you as a person. A piece of that person or animal can change you and help shape you to who you are today. I am glad Blacky did this for me and if he was here today I would thank him. I am going to grow as an individual and take this huge important life lesson I learned with me throughout my life. I think it’s an important way to think and see the world this way because people tend to not see what hurt they may cause others. Respecting and understanding a person is important before you judge anyone and I’m glad I learned this at a young age. I can’t lie and say I don’t ever judge people we all do its human nature. I do however never jump to any conclusions about anyone and see how that person is in time. I learn and see why that person may act, feel and do what they do for a certain reason. I think more people in this world should see people in a different view and not label and stereotype one another. I love meeting new people and seeing how people are different from myself. I always respect people on how they are and present themselves. I wish Blacky was here so he can see how he has helped me change and grow into the nice proud individual I am today. He would also love the saying “Never judge a dog by his collar.” 

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Personal Essay Coping with loss

            Loss we all go through this emotion in life. It’s a part of life and we learn and grow from it every day. It’s that strong hurt or painful feeling in your chest. That ping in your stomach that just won’t go away. Coping with a huge loss in your life is one of most difficult things you can do. We have all experience this feeling in one way or another. I recently felt these tumbling emotions not too long ago in October. When I lost my dog my friend of fourteen years Blacky of old age.
            I remember the first day I got Blacky he was so small and cute. He had a long black coat that looked like you are staring into the darkest of nights. His coat was soft to the touch like cotton or silk. Blacky’s eyes were so warm and friendly inviting you to pet him. He came up to me and tried to jump on me. But he fell off of me he was always a silly dog. He was the one I wanted out of that litter of puppies something about him made him stand out to me. It was a weird feeling but a good kind of weird. That moment in time when I got my first puppy changed my childhood forever and has taught me so much. Blacky has taught me so many things in life it is hard to believe a dog could have such a huge impact on one person’s life.
            On a warm summers afternoon I was in the back yard with Blacky. A nice warm summer’s afternoon a cool breeze drifting through the air. Smelling flowers, barbeques in the still summers air, early in the afternoon. The cicada’s in the tree’s making noise me carefree having a good time a boy and his dog. I lay on the pavement Blacky right by my side. He would always lay himself out spreading out all his legs. He was my little black carpet I used to call him. It seems kind of silly to be such close friends with an animal. Animals are so similar to people and have so such personality like us it’s unbelievable. I would always tell Blacky little secrets here and there about myself. How I used to say I don’t know what life is all about and what’s to come of my life. I was and scared what the future may hold for me and I go on being a silly ten year old boy. Talking to a dog but you know something as weird as it may sound. Blacky understood where I was coming from and how I was feeling in this world. That dog had such understanding I thought he was human for the looks he used to give me. He always did have this Brian your crazy look.
            Then as life seems to go on forever in this world death is here to take it away from us. Blacky and me had so many fun adventures. From a simple walk around the block to me washing him and even watching movies together. Blacky was getting really old I’m nineteen and already in college having him for so long was such a great gift. I could tell he was going to leave me soon and I made sure I was by his side as much as I could be. But work and school kept me more busy and away. Then that day came in October which is so ironic because Blacky’s birthday was October fourteen and it was October thirteen. He died before he turned fifteen years old. The day I came home and saw that look on my mom’s face and that look in her eye’s I knew what she was going to say without her saying it. I’ll never forget what my mom said “Brian Blacky is gone now but he walked around a little bit in the backyard and then laid back down fell asleep and never woke up.” I never cried so much before like that in my life. My mom’s words shattered me into so many pieces. It was like glass that is broken and you trying to find and fix all the pieces together.
            I went over to see Blacky and saw him laying there as if he was asleep. All the wonderful memories we shared together in my mind whirling around and around. I think that happened to him to before he left this world. He remembered all the fun times we had together. Blacky getting up and walking around the yard was such a shock to me. Pets don’t care if you’re perfect, rich, or different. They accept and love you for who you are as a person which is one thing Blacky left behind to me. It doesn’t matter who you are people should love you for the way you are no matter what. That is the biggest lesson I learned while I had Blacky in my life up until this point. I think all pet owners feel this strong deep connection with their pets. The one thing people should do more of is not to feel sad and lonely once their pet is gone. Your pet would never want you to feel that way I know Blacky wouldn’t like it if I was sad. Losing an important part of my life my childhood has affected me greatly. I just learn to control those strong deep emotions and hope in time they will heal over my saddened heart.          

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Personal Essay Idea

I wanted to write about losing my dog his past year who died in october. I had my dog for fourteen years and wanted to write about what its like to lose a pet. A lot of people dont see pets as bestfriends or anything but a pet. I would like to share my story about what it was like having my dog and how they are really good friends. How we take for granted how huge an impact an animal can have on your life and the life of many people.