I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again:
I have so many things in my life to be grateful for.
I love books, but one exceptionally great thing about movies is that you can learn a meaningful lesson from them, super quickly!
The movie we watched today in class was no exception. It was a film about boys living on the street in Morocco, and a group of friends trying to bury their recently-deceased friend.
- “Life is beautiful!” > “Life is a pile of shit!”
- Rugby team family > Gang family led by abusive deaf & mute older boy
- Living in a college apartment > Squatting on a corner of the dock
- Getting bruised from tackles > Getting killed by a thrown stone
- Watching your friend break her wrist > Watching your friend get his throat slit
- Working as a summer camp counselor > Selling random trinkets to drivers stuck in traffic
- Eating a spectrum of delicious foods > Living off of stolen fish
- Enjoying life on earth > Fantasizing about life after death I don’t know if I should be sharing this so openly, but y’all are a truly lovely group of readers, so here goes: I don’t think about the afterlife because I love my life on earth too much to want anything more. My afterlife views in a nutshell! Endofstory.
It was especially good to see this earlier in the day, because in my team’s first rugby scrimmage of the season today (!) one of my best friends broke her wrist. Ahh! I didn’t see it up close, but I watched it happen.
And God help whoever gets in her way once she’s on the field again. She will be one vicious woman.
No fear! There’s still food. Can’t you appreciate it a little more now? 😉
And of course,
“You just gotta keep livin’, man! L-I-V-I-N.”
(name that movie??)