My name is omitted, simply replaced by "Logic".
My life; one speck on a drop of ink on the Universe’s Calendar. Who am I, on this world? What part do I play, being one out of several
billion in our microscopic corner of the universe?
Our time on this world is limited, and I am only
in my early years of the magnificent thing we call life. Yet, a lot can happen in even my short life time. Thousands, maybe millions have been born since I have. Conflicts have arisen and
ended. Technology has continued to
advance.
Not to mention
everything that has changed within myself.
A lot has happened to me in this small time, maybe more than some twice
my age (revealed to me when I met my Second Grade teacher last week). Looking back, I am realizing that it can take
two months, or two minutes, to impact your life. So, get ready, reader, because you are about
to enter the mind of Logic!
There are few things I
can remember before Kindergarten. The
first being the classic ‘you shouldn’t touch the pot because it’s hot but
you’re going to do it anyway’ scenario.
I’m guessing it’s something most children go through. Because, really, who can resist touching a
nice shiny pot? Plus, children of that
age do not normally have enough knowledge to know why they shouldn’t touch the
pot. They don’t really know pain, what
would they have to fear from touching something?
Anyway, in that
fraction of a second, in one blink of an eye, I learned something. Something that is essential to human life,
something so important. Something taught
faster than how to walk, talk, or put food into your own mouth. Life knows how to teach us a lesson, when
needed. I mean just imagine if we never
learned not to touch burning things.
Ah, Kindergarten. Good times!
It seems like every year from Kindergarten to Third, maybe Fourth Grade,
there is a trip to the zoo. Well, it was
the end of the year, so naturally, that’s where the class went. In my group, there was one kid that was
always going ahead of us. This got him
into a bit of trouble (though, I admit, I also went ahead, but it was to get go
get him!).
So, of course, when I
saw him leave the shark room, I didn’t think the group had left yet. I thought he was simply wandering off
again. But, when I looked around the
room, I realized he was actually behind for once, and my group was nowhere to
be found.
My hands got
sweaty. I ran around, desperately trying
to find my group. I remember the horror
going through my mind. What if I’m never found? I ran around the room, looking for a
familiar face. Though, finally I ended
up finding another group from my class.
They helped me get back to my own group and then I got a good scolding from
my teacher. Once again, Life had taught
me another valuable lesson. Pay attention and don’t wander off. In only a matter of minutes, I had the
message embedded in my mind, to keep a careful eye on whoever I was with, when
traveling.
Now, let’s skip ahead a
couple years up to Second Grade. Even
better times. I made some great friends
that year. I have many good memories
from the time spent in that class.
Anyway, there was one
day that would change my life forever.
That day, an idea was born; an idea made to entertain, occupy, and
stimulate the mind. It was a normal day
at school. Well, I guess it depends on
what you mean by ‘normal’ is. We could
get pretty crazy in that class and no day was boring.
It was early into the
day when it happened. The sun was
rising; it was the dawn of a new era. We
were just checking our math homework like we normally did at this time. I remember that this particular assignment
had to do with measuring things. One
student was reading one of their answers.
They had measured some sort of bread.
It had a peculiar name,
which I still don’t remember. And, when I needed to repeat the name, I
simply said, “Honker bread.” Why? I have no idea. Maybe it rhymed. Maybe it sounded something like the name. Heck, it was probably just the first thing
that popped into my mind.
But whatever it was, it
sparked a response: “There is no such
thing as honker bread!” Someone else
replied, “There is in Logic World!” There is in Logic World. Who knew those five words could hold such power.
That one simple, tiny, sarcastic phrase would change me.
From that sentence, an
idea came into existence. An idea of a
strange new world. Logic World. Yes, it started
out rather silly, but it got better.
That year, the class sort of went into a Logic World Craze. Others even made their own worlds. Comics, stories, and events were made based
off of this one idea. We all got little ID cards.
When I moved to Colorado the next year, I
expanded this universe, enriching the imaginations of even more people. And
then it evolved. That one silly world
turned into a whole galaxy. Logic World
became Caladar, and even more stories erupted into existence. Conflicts and magic and technology came, new
worlds were created, the idea just became so much bigger.
This idea has led to
the planning of books and games, and has made countless pieces of art (all much more serious than a planet ruled by
an 8 year old boy). It is a universe in
my mind that I am constantly working on, constantly building off of. All this was created, because one person
decided to say one sentence, after I commented about a piece of bread.
During the second half
of Seventh Grade, my school decided to put on a play. A great play, by the way, very funny. Anyway, I had a small role in it, and it was
at the end, which meant I had to stay the entire
rehearsal. I remember being sooo
bored having to sit pretty quietly for nearly two hours.
And yet, at the same
time, it was fun. It gave me some time
to talk to friends, make new ones, and strengthen relationships that I already
had. And all that hard work paid
off. Though, it’s sort of strange.
Yes, I definitely am
glad I got in the play. It was a lot of
fun. But the things that really impacted my life happened *snap*
like that. This was something fun,
though not quite as impacting, which took months! It’s strange how life turns out, sometimes.
Now, during the play’s
production, I was working on something.
It was, what I thought at the time (and this still may hold true), my
last big project before I would move again.
I was planning a huge
party, something that would hopefully reach the ‘Most fun Times in my Life’
list for most of the attendants. Most of
that planning took place during the play rehearsals. I would chatter away with my friends, trying
to figure out what we should do, where we should do it, when, whether we would do air-soft battles and whatnot.
Now, it didn’t turn out
nearly as epic as we had planned.
Nothing close. And I was
devastated when I finally decided to realize this. But, it was something to do. Something to hope for. Something to keep my mind occupied, and to
give me and my friends one last thing to work on together.
Another strange way
that life turns out. Sometimes the
things you spend the most time and effort on are the things that impact you the
least. The things that don’t really
matter and, in the end, are the ones that are nothing but fun fantasies. Dreams that you wake up from, but still
linger in your mind when you get out of bed.
Ah, life… Its mysteries have baffled scientists and
philosophers for eons. Something huge
and important can happen in a split second, whereas something that takes
months, just in preparation alone, can do next to nothing to change who we are,
or who we become.
Yet, maybe that is only
what we think at first. Who’s to say that something doesn’t impact us at a certain
time? Maybe when I look back, I’ll
realize that becoming a cast member of that play did help me, and Logic World
was nothing but another dream. Maybe a
prolonged dream, but a dream nonetheless.
Something simply to keep the mind working at present, but doing nothing
for it in the long run. Or maybe they
all change us, in their own little ways.
Who am I to say? I am simply one
person, and a young one at that, here to present you with some evidence to help
you reach your own verdict.
But one thing I am
certain of. It is that we will never
truly know the mysteries of life. It
will always dazzle us with its wonders.
It will always give us something to live for. It will always have that surprise birthday
party that you should have been expecting but you didn’t. The world is huge, and we have very little
time on it. But in that time, so much
can happen. So the question is, what are
you going to do with yours? The world is
big. Go out and enjoy it. We don’t have forever. The clock is ticking. Enjoy.
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