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The Fairy Tale

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The Fairy Tale
Beth Yarnelle Edward

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Your mom tells you a story before you go to bed and you believe it. She tells you that you can be anything you want to be when you grow up. She says that you are a unique and valuable individual and that you are to never forget it. She says that you are very lucky and the world is your oyster. And she is right. You live in an exceptional time. You will travel greater distances in a single day than most people only a century ago traveled their entire lives. You will have food choices that English kings and Ottoman princes couldn’t have imagined. You will casually flood your system to the point of illness with sugar, once the currency of the world and the prize of empires. You will live longer than any generation before. Your wardrobe will contain cloth from what was once beyond the reaches of the greatest civilizations. Broken bones won’t render you a cripple. If you were born a girl you can become a boy. If you were born a boy you can become a girl. You can break tradition without death. You can upgrade your biology and change your organs. You can assume any identity you wish. Her words comfort you into a wonderful sleep. She is careful not to explain that this oyster isn’t for all the children of the world or that such good fortune is making the Earth sick.

That would ruin the story.

—Darren Fleet

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Do you live naked in the middle of a virgin forest? Oh, wait...

Clearly, you have a computer with an Internet connection. So, I guess you're not living the life of an ascetic.

You appear to be a hypocrite without a sense of self-examination. Is it ironic or pathetic in your case?


I agree with the fatalist remark. Modernization has definitely brought a variation of benefits to our world, or at least continent, that I am pleased with; however, the cultural impact of this manifestation is something I cannot tolerate. Oh, by the way, I thought it was hilarious how anon-boy's only shot at criticism was spelling errors: infantile. That pretentious attitude will get you nowhere fast.

Charles Maina W...

Luck is all around this kid.
Our times were different, just the opposite,
We went to school and learnt the hard way,
Come rain or shine, we walked long distances on bare foot,
Carrying cold lunch, water to sprinkle the dusty class-room,
And may carrying double for your young siblings too.

You had to keep time despite a the distance,
Arriving late in the morning was a kin to killing a leader.
We would go through beating that made you shrink everywhere,
During winter you would mess yourself after such an episode!
This made us hate school not knowing this was building our character.
Surely, one of the most important condition for germination is ''heat''.
Without this heat at school we would be the same till today.
Civilization, is half-baking kids such that you can't differentiate between
A boy and a girl; they all think and act the same and fear the same things.


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