Bleak recession in dire need of a spring awakening
For me, Easter marks the beginning of spring. It is truly a time of rebirth and redemption not only for humans, but also for the entire world. No matter how battered my spirit is, new leaves make me believe in the future.
Sometimes, the contrast between the season and my mood is painful, accentuating my problems. But in the end, I give into the warmth and rejoice; I can’t help it.
In our current economic and world recession, we truly need some kind of a spring, a reawakening of hope. Everywhere we look, there’s someone out of work struggling to make ends meet. Houses in all neighborhoods are being sold by foreclosure. From abroad, we hear constantly about attacks made on our citizens and soldiers. Sometimes, it seems to me that our country has become a scapegoat for other country’s problems. But scapegoat or not, I’m glad this is my home. I can look around me and feel the vitality and the determination awaken to get out of this mess.
My generation’s entire life has been marked by various wars. I was born during World War II, spent my young childhood during the Korean War, and then came of age during the Vietnam War. All of my contemporary males dealt with the war and the draft in various ways. Some stayed in school for an exemption from the draft as long as possible. Professors often changed their grading standards in order to spare the students in their classes from facing going off to war. The really tragic outcome of the conflict marked my generation in many ways, but life went on.
However, with the coming of the 21st century, the changes in our lives have been overwhelming to many of us. We are caught in wars in a part of the world already steeped in violence, and our culture is changing in the way we communicate by new technological advances coming at a speed never dreamt of by our forefathers. I grew up in a part of the world and at a time when we didn’t even have telephones for much of my formative years, and certainly no television.
Now, my grandchildren and children swim easily in the sea of communications available through the Internet and telephone connections. When I look at their generations, I can believe in a spring for our world through their fresh viewpoints and ideas. I can’t help but believe that their youth and fresh eagerness may bring about changes not even dreamed of by my generation.