Changing It Up

Change. Every day, people can go through change, even if they don’t realize it. It could be as simple as an outfit, maybe you wear the pretty blue shirt one day and the ugly orange one the next. You could change on the inside, when you decide to either be respectful, or rude, to someone else. Like I said, everyone can go through change, but in my personal opinion, I feel that teenagers go through the most change.

Hi everyone, it’s me, Landon Bryson, writing all about change, personal stories, and of course, school events.

Jacket Pride is this week, and I must say I’m really excited for it. One of my closest friends has second lunch, and I have first, so we don’t get to hang out as much as I wish. Thankfully, Jacket Pride screws up the daily schedule, and allows me to hang out with a few kids I usually don’t get to be around whenever I’m at lunch.
A club at our school, Model United Nations, (Model UN), is having a fundraiser. It’s a pie-in-the-face contest against several teachers at our school, and whoever gets the most money will be, of course, pied. The reason I’m writing this? One, I’m in Model UN, and I’d appreciate not having to pay for a big trip. But most importantly, I’d love to see some teachers get pied in the face.

Or… hear. What the freak ever.

The competitors: Ms. Snipes, Ms. Carter, Ms. Hayward, Mr. Oneal, Officer Taylor, and the lunch ladies. I have my opinion on who I think should be pied, but for the first time, I’ll keep my mouth shut.

On to stories. “Once upon a time, in a far off kingdom, there lay a small village at the edge of the woods”. Oh wait, wrong story.

Before, when I was rambling about change, I wasn’t saying all of that for nothing. I have definitely changed. In many good, and bad ways.

I used to be so positive. When I was a little, tiny kid, I’d walk up and down the halls of the elementary school and say hi to all the teachers in the mornings. I’d smile and jump up and down at every little thing. Back then, when we were all little kids, no one cared that I was swinging a stick on the ground, or that I read bumps off of paper.

But because of change, things got different. When people get older, they’re judged for the choices they make, even when those choices don’t affect others. I could tell you so many stories where people have told me I’m not good enough, or I’ll never be good enough. How I should just let other people handle the world’s problems, and how I should stay down, where no one can see me.

Well I don’t agree with that. I believe that everyone has gifts that they might not even realize they have. To mute or not use the gifts you’ve been given, is like throwing them away. Sometimes those memories of doubt and judgment catch up to me, and I have moments where I feel like I can’t do it. But then I remember the change that I’ve been through, the lessons I’ve learned. The times when people said I couldn’t cook a meal, write a story, write songs. For you guys, I’m sure it’s the same, people have told you that you couldn’t do something either, maybe when it comes to sports, or, for older people, something with work. But the bottom line is, people saying you can’t do something, doesn’t always have to be true.

Even though I’ve had people underestimate me, I can say with confidence that I’m luckier than most, because while I’m still doubted by some, I’m embraced and accepted by others. Maybe not fully, but I don’t take that as anything against me, that’s just people not knowing what to expect. And when they figure it out, it’s great for all of us. Again, I’m very lucky to be where I am, even if it’s not the greatest, it’s better than most.

Now, as amazing as all of you are, I want to eat some sMore’s Candy Corn, so I have to stop typing. I hope everyone has a great week, hopefully changing, but for the better. Until next time, it’s your favorite blind Jacket.