My Entrance into the Real World

My Entrance into the Real World

A Story by Elena
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Written for English class on 10/19/2011. We had to go on a walk for English homework one day and write a reflection on it. This is my personal experience on this walk and interaction with nature.

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As I began my walk into nature, I felt nervous and awkward; I tried and tried to relax, but I could not. Honestly, I have never set some time for myself and the outdoors before. It smelled like rain and as each minute ticked by, the sky grew darker. I was cold and my nose quickly became frozen. My hair was forced to blow with the wind as it also rolled leaves. Cars rushed by; these man-made products also tossed the leaves, but this was not by God’s command, it was not completely natural.

The colors of the world range from dark to bright. God created green, brown, yellow, red, orange, and other assorted pigments. The plants varied from large to small, but the trees were magnificent; they were grand, but I found parts of them left on the ground. The leaves were almost always broken or crackled. Decaying wood lay on the earthy floor; everything must deteriorate and everything will die. The trees hover over the old, grey buildings and over each other. They intertwine; they connect and embrace one another. If one tree weakens, another will hold it up. Nature has a support system just as humans do. 
It was quiet, but the insects and birds were loud. Each of them communicates with one another; they express what they want and maybe, how they feel. It is sad how humans find trouble with interaction themselves.

As I began my walk into nature, I felt nervous and awkward; I tried and tried to relax, but I could not. Honestly, I have never set some time for myself and the outdoors before. It smelled like rain and as each minute ticked by, the sky grew darker. I was cold and my nose quickly became frozen. My hair was forced to blow with the wind as it also rolled leaves. Cars rushed by; these man-made products also tossed the leaves, but this was not by God’s command, it was not completely natural.

The colors of the world range from dark to bright. God created green, brown, yellow, red, orange, and other assorted pigments. The plants varied from large to small, but the trees were magnificent; they were grand, but I found parts of them left on the ground. The leaves were almost always broken or crackled. Decaying wood lay on the earthy floor; everything must deteriorate and everything will die. The trees hover over the old, grey buildings and over each other. They intertwine; they connect and embrace one another. If one tree weakens, another will hold it up. Nature has a support system just as humans do. 
It was quiet, but the insects and birds were loud. Each of them communicates with one another; they express what they want and maybe, how they feel. It is sad how humans find trouble with interaction themselves.

The loud, constant cricket noises bothered me after a bit. I felt as if I would go insane. I was upset; I saw some litter scattered on the earth. Humans always seem to cause some destruction, even to one of God’s greatest gifts. I moved on to a part of the ground filled with pebbles and rocks. Each step I took was crunchy. I felt uneasy. I felt like I was an ugly disturbance to nature’s serenity and beauty. The earth was yelling, “Don’t touch me! What are you doing here?" However, when I heard others’ footsteps, they sounded softer; those people were welcomed to the earth. I was afraid that I killed bugs, creatures that God gave life to, with my feet; it’s probable that I did.

Once I returned to my home, I felt less tense. I was warm; I was not pushed by the wind. The entrance I made into the real world was uncomfortable. I don’t belong there. Nature is glorious and peaceful, but I am accustomed to the busy, stressful world. When I left the assiduous world, I was not sure of what to think about; I was not pressured to think about one specific thing. I felt that I did not have a purpose.

I would like to think that I enjoy this massive freedom, but because I am not familiar with this gift, I am unable to relax and enjoy the beauty. However, I appreciate this experience. I learned that I must expose myself to more surroundings and ideas; I must learn to relax and find a calm state of mind.

Nature is a gift from God; I should love it.


© 2011 Elena



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