Different but in the same way.

Okay, so today in English class we had to define ourselves through a collage sort of quilt. We were allowed to put whatever we wanted on the sheet of paper we were given, just as long as it had DEPTH to it. First of all, I'd like to say that I am completely in love with Literature. Well, I mean I haven't read a thousand books about it or anything.. I just love the thought of Poetry, the Language of English, really anything that connects through the subject. Anyways, we each have to either present our (I'll just say collage) collage to the class or to our teacher, and since my verbal skills are pretty good (not to sound conceited of any sort..) I decided I wanted to speak in front of the whole class. Mrs. Truan, my english teacher, said I would present tomorrow due to the fact there wasn't any time and so as presentations wore on, each classmate had their own story(ies). I noticed we were all the same but just spread out into different branches, expressing ourselves and also containing what's inside. Two of my classmates really spoke to me, one is pretty loud here at school. Practically everyone judges her, and most say she is really strange and crazy. After she presented, we were told she is really the quietest one in her home, a solitary life really.. The other classmate is dedicated to being a heart surgeon, we all knew this since freshman year but we didn't know why... Today she told us the reason was because her best friend had heart surgery, seconds after finishing her presentation she starts to cry.. THAT is when I truly realized how a great amount of us reached deeply into our hearts to complete this project, no matter how DEEP we had to dig through. After discussing some of our perspectives on the collages shown, I started to tear up a bit after thinking about how I should present my own creation. Knowing that everyone has a different story to tell, deep down there is much, much more that we really don't say. I for one have many stories, it's connecting them that makes it harder to do. To others I may come off a bit weird and hard to understand but it's not that I am, it's just that I feel different emotions to the point where I know them inside and out. What I'm saying is that after this process in ENGLISH class, I'm getting a better outlook on us humans and what we go through. Even though I've been saying this for 3 years already, I'll continue to say it until I'm proven wrong. We're all different but in the same way!