Hope? Maybe.
I live near an elementary school in an urban area. Everyday I take walks around the neighborhood and occasionally watch children between 6 and 12 socializing, playing, and in class on the open field during good weather. When I read the news I sometimes feel hopelessness because of the racism, bigotry and discrimination that has surfaced lately. Yet watching these children, black, asian, hispanic, white, comforting each other, holding hands, an occasional arm over the shoulder, without showing the slightest sign of indifference, it makes me lose my hopelessness for a few moments.
I do hope this mirrors the future. But the cynic in me still wonders what they will learn from the state of our society. What will they pick up from our leaders, the media, and their greater association with peers? Are they going to change the world or succumb to our present human condition? I am at a loss to even try to answer that question.
May peace and harmony prevail.
D7
