25 November 2010

I am American

I'm blessed to be born in America, and to have grown up in a land where everything is easy for me. Maybe the education isn't comparable to some parts of the world where math and science gurus are produced, but the ability to encounter so many different types of people and ideas has taught me more than any book ever could. I've been exposed to multiple languages and cultures that many people haven't even heard of, and not only have I been exposed to them, but I have been able to take part in many of them and have learned from them. Many countries around the world have only one dominating culture in their society. They miss out on so much and are so limited to their mixing of ideas. Along with that dominating culture is the dominating language, which strictly limits the beauty of expression. While also having other languages in our society, we have English as the main language, which makes it so easy to get around the world.
More than the small things, we are blessed to have enough money to avoid many violent conflicts that happen elsewhere in the world. When one has no money, he has nothing to lose, and may therefore more quickly turn to violence to solve a problem, or to give meaning to one's existence. I know this may be an over simplification, but there is some correlation between money and conflict, and we're lucky to have more of the former.
We have some of the most beautiful landscapes and awe inspiring panoramic views and we can visit them without setting foot on foreign soil or even stopping at a checkpoint. We're blessed with regional dialect, regional food, and as Texans, southern comfort, which I largely took for granted until I visited the north east for the first time.
We have the right to believe whatever we want, and relatively more freedom to practice our beliefs without being harassed, chastised, shunned, ousted, or to even have the belief in the first place.
We are what we've been through, seen, heard, felt, believed, and found to be true. We are more so than not products of our culture. We often find practices that occur in other settings odd, hard to accept, and even wrong --- the beauty of America is that even though we may not believe the same way someone else does, we can respect them for simply respecting us.

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