Who am I? This seemingly obvious question has much more than meets the eye. In order to answer this honestly, I'll have to say, it depends...
Let me start with my back story. I am a man from Haiti. I am one of the lucky ones, one of the survivors. The world around me is hectic, yet I have managed quite well. Let me start from when I was a child. I remember my friend Billy back in kindergarten. He was quite shy and never talked much. There was also Donald who wouldn't shut up about meaningless things, while Sammy was top of the class, but never said a word. I was right behind Sammy. Except did I have it better off? I think so. First off, I'm a guy. Not to be sexist or anything but guys have so much more privileges where I'm from. We are actually given some human rights, unlike most woman. Human rights is always a plus. On top of that, I wasn't a quiet nobody. I was what the kids called "cool". I was always saying the right things and was quite charming. Maybe I have my father to thank for that. Good genes I guess, right? Yet, as I grew up chaos reached around me. Most people would view this as a negative thing, but that's not the way I looked at the world. Yes, I was poor and living in a corrupt society, but that sets no boundaries to who you can become. As I grew up I watched the week around me give up while the strong prospered. We fought to do well in and outside of school. We fought to build friendships, and help each other out. That is how I wound up where I am today. One of my friend's father was in the radio business. I had an interview with the company and they loved me. I was the perfect fit. Something about the business seemed right to me. Not only did the business pay well, it was a perfect fit. This is where I began the job of my dreams and my success story. So this leads me to be where I am now.
I am 19 years old and working at a radio station. I am quite educated and charming. Ladies practically fell at my feet. Except as it seemed never the right one, but I keep searching. Then one day I found her. Yet, her father did not approve of me. I was never one to take no for an answer so I will do what it takes to see her. Idealistically, I can be a gentleman about it and explain to the father that I am not the monster he thinks I am. I am no tyrant certainly not a spy. I come with nothing but love and peace. With this said, I guess I never really answered your question, did I?
The reason this question is so hard because I do not believe I can be defined by a label. Yes, I am a confident man who walked tall. I am a loving, cunning, whole-hearted man who is certainly not a tyrant, but as for my personality that changes. Does a bad man do good things? Certainly. Can a confident man be scared? Without a doubt. There is not one term I can put to label myself. A man who does not have multiple personalities is not a smart man. I am someone who changes how I act depending on what is best for me.
I am what I think is right at the time. If the father doesn't trust me and is yelling at me, I will be a humble man. If my love is in danger I will be a brave man. If I am in class I will be a smart man. So to answer the question; I am the man best fit for the scenario. I am the smart man.
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