During our first year of junior high, we had a lesson on the importance of cherishing life. Our political science teacher used a famous celebrity who had suffered from severe depression as an example. The teacher highlighted how this celebrity chose to end their life over minor criticisms, labeling it as wrong and selfish because they didn't consider the feelings of their family and fans. However, the teacher didn't delve into the underlying reasons behind the celebrity's depression, despite knowing that they had been heavily targeted by false rumors. I discussed this topic with a classmate, and they believed that our teacher's perspective was influenced by the hardships they faced during their own era. They thought that the celebrity's actions were seen as a response to baseless rumors from that perspective. Meanwhile, I found myself swimming against the tide of conformity, believing that educators, especially in the realm of political science, ought to bestow upon us the gift of profound ideals and forward-thinking viewpoints, transcending the confines of their own experiences. The tapestries of life that unfurled before the despondent celebrity and our teacher were as disparate as stars in distant galaxies. Such a kaleidoscope of dissimilarity rendered the task of drawing parallels a futile endeavor. Hence, I stood with a gentle murmur of discontent, deeming these lessons somewhat wanting in their pursuit of imparting wisdom to our fledgling minds.
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I agree with cornyellow. You are an intelligent person with a critical lens. You look through the surface empathetically, trying to understand others while discussing others' tragedies.
You have a critical lens. This is already amazing