Personal Narrative Contributing To Society Essay

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Personal Narrative- Contributing to Society

I am one of those people that you’d probably term “normal”. I attend a normal school, I work at a normal job, I have a normal life. You wouldn’t single me out on the street: there is nothing remarkable about me, I am one of the many. So, what has someone like me got to say that would make any difference to this world? I haven’t fought the important socio-political battles of this century; I haven’t done anything that will be recorded in the world annals. Yet, I believe that I can contribute towards a healthier society.

We live in a world that has forsaken the value of small things and deems those who think like me, foolish dreamers who will be left behind in the rat race. Well, so be it.

I know I have to keep working and living in this present society, but that shouldn’t prevent me from still appreciating the little wonderful things that life has to offer. In an era where we can’t appreciate beauty, unless we shoot off to some exotic beach, we forget to look at the things that are right under our noses. A flower blooming through concrete, a bird song, a child at play, the colours of the changing seasons, the perfume of flowers from a distant land still perceptible in the polluted city air, the wind, the rain, the sun, the moon, the stars. Need I go on? I think you know what I mean. We...

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