anonymous
2010-12-18 18:25:07 UTC
The Boulder bubble floats with ease above the solid earth. The inhabitants habitually gaze downward upon the world’s hardships, a view from which the bubble distracts by projecting a sparkly reflection; an enticement to turn their backs. Some leave, and the excess air enables to sphere to float higher. Others return, exhausted from life without a filtering membrane.
Unrealized privilege encircles me. My world is clean; it is safe, beautiful, and circulating with intelligence. The people are healthy. Our problems, which we blabber about with neighbors at the local organic supermarket, consist of encounters with the occasional ignoramus, complications occurring during house renovations, and disagreements over where to spend Thanksgiving break. Although tragic history is taught in school, the full impact is lost on we who can flee home and drain our minds of such unfortunate events.
I do not mean to be condescending, I do adore Boulder. My soul is at home in the Foothills that ever last as a reliable friend whom toward we can tilt our troubled heads. Moreover, the “privilege” I allude to can manufacture not only naivety but wholesome opportunity. This realization that all I am given is not purposed to fade in a wasteland of materialism has shaped my dreams and aspirations. These advantages can instead serve as input, which though my allocation can transform into output beneficial to society. The disparity of standard of living so prevalent in America seems disposed to increasing… I want to do my part in reversing this trend, leaping from my safety bubble to more evenly distribute the unearned fortune.
Specifically, my vocational dreams lie in the biomedical field. I note how correlated health is to happiness, and this, along with another portion of my background- an inherited aptitude for science, has guided me towards learning medicine. I am also becoming constantly aware of the controversies involved with bioethics (ex. stem cell research, animal testing, human cloning), and being very opinionated in my sense of right and wrong, I yearn to voice my beliefs.
Of course, everyone has problems that should not be minimalized. However, in my world, there are always compassionate mentors, cozy coffeehouses, and abundant distractions to protect. The positives outweigh the negatives due to the luck in which my peers and I are immersed. The contrast displayed by my world versus the world opens by eyes. Experiences I have had have momentarily popped bubbles and allowed me to clearly see the many people and cultures that are in dire need of protection and comfort. I wish to mold my dreams not only to realize my own potential, but to help create opportunities for others.