When I was younger, I went a Christian school for eight years. I walked around in my own protective barrier made of bubblegum. Everything was sprinkled with sugar-powder. It was difficult to see reality in the midst of the dense white goodness. The curriculum was twisted all around like taffy. History books were glazed over with a caramel. Every history lesson incorporated God into it, and I was constantly reminded of the goodness in people. I was told that Native Americans were recompensated with rich, milk chocolate bars, so no real harm was done. Our country’s past with slavery was drowned out by the intoxicating smell of vanilla and the claims that “we’ve learned better since then”. Pictures of the Holocaust were dipped in dark chocolate,
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I expected to clearly see the goodness in every single person.
However, I later learned that people were in fact, Kinder eggs. First, the colorful foil must be delicately pulled back, revealing a chocolate egg. Underneath the thick layer of chocolate, there could be a pleasant surprise of joyful goodness hidden inside the …show more content…
Even if it was on a mere TV screen, the footage was clear and colorful, and it felt like reliving the tragedy. Pictures were taken from an aerial view, and they depicted lifeless bodies lying side by side and littered everywhere. I remember the bodies of young children on top of each other, as if they were simply trash piling up in a landfill. Their faces were gray and empty, and their bodies looked rigid and cold. The pictures were incredibly clear, they were not in black in white, nor were they blurry. Everything looked so real, and it was irrefutable proof of evil. It was difficult to comprehend that what I saw were bodies of actual people, and I could not wrap my head around how so many lives were able to end, in such an abrupt manner. I wondered how the victims were able to be manipulated so easily. How could they not see the evil in front of them?
I realized that people were much more complex. His followers thought he was just plain, white whipped cream, the embodiment of the common good. However, he was the black, bitter licorice, twisted in all sorts of
I expected to clearly see the goodness in every single person.
However, I later learned that people were in fact, Kinder eggs. First, the colorful foil must be delicately pulled back, revealing a chocolate egg. Underneath the thick layer of chocolate, there could be a pleasant surprise of joyful goodness hidden inside the …show more content…
Even if it was on a mere TV screen, the footage was clear and colorful, and it felt like reliving the tragedy. Pictures were taken from an aerial view, and they depicted lifeless bodies lying side by side and littered everywhere. I remember the bodies of young children on top of each other, as if they were simply trash piling up in a landfill. Their faces were gray and empty, and their bodies looked rigid and cold. The pictures were incredibly clear, they were not in black in white, nor were they blurry. Everything looked so real, and it was irrefutable proof of evil. It was difficult to comprehend that what I saw were bodies of actual people, and I could not wrap my head around how so many lives were able to end, in such an abrupt manner. I wondered how the victims were able to be manipulated so easily. How could they not see the evil in front of them?
I realized that people were much more complex. His followers thought he was just plain, white whipped cream, the embodiment of the common good. However, he was the black, bitter licorice, twisted in all sorts of