I feel like I'm going a little bit overboard talking about love in two of these things back to back, but I'm absolutely in LOVE with my Psychology and English classes this semester. Today in my psych class we talked about this one case study of a boy who grew up in an orphanage in Romania, and for the first 7 years of his life he shared a crib with another boy, and the only interactions he had with ANYONE else were when he was let out of the crib to go to the bathroom and little things like that. He had no concept of parents, or love, at all. I can't even imagine that. NO CONCEPT of the fact that there were people that gave birth to you and, if they chose, could raise you and love you and care about you. He also had no concept of his own birth. He thought he just existed in the cosmos as this being. When his adoptive parents tried to explain the difference to him, he became really violent and developed a lot of unhealthy attitudes toward them, so on and so forth. Anyways at the end of the case study the analyst said 'Creating love is not for the faint of heart,' and it really stuck with me. A lot of times we think of love developing, and then being reciprocated, but I'd never thought of it in terms of being 'created' before. And then I realized that that's exactly what parenting is. It's creating love. You're taking a human being, who has no concept of what they are, or what love is, or how to show love, who don't know what they're feeling is love in the first place, and generating a loving relationship out of thin air! I think the quote's especially true because those that create love have to be very pragmatic about the whole thing. They have to be willing to have that love go unreciprocated. They can't be looking, necessarily, for that love to be returned. They simple perpetuate it until the child understands what's going on. I think that's amazing. Listening to it made me want a kid so badly! I know that's really weird to say at just 19 years old, but it's true. I can't wait to have kids and really have them know that they're loved, and teach them to be truly awesome people. And I mean 'awesome' in the true sense of the word. I've also been thinking a lot about adoption when I'm older. I definitely want my own kids, but I feel like I've adopted so many kids over the course of my lifetime with my mom doing daycare that I might be able to handle it. I know they say it's rought, but I love the idea of taking a kid with nowhere else to go and giving them a home. The idea is amazing to me. Anyways...we'll see where that ends up...47 years from now when I actually have kids...or a husband...
Anyways, on to my English class. I might be slightly in love with my English professor. I mean that in the academic and slightly more creepy way... He's 31, really cool guy, lots of energy, and I swear the man is a genius. You wouldn't think it by looking at him since he's so giddy and upbeat all the time, but I've never heard someone reference literature or art so much in my life, except for maybe my Dad. I consider myself pretty well-versed in literature and cultural references, but seriously this guy whips out names and titles like it's no one's business and it blows my mind. It makes me want to read and study just so I can keep up with him.
Anyways today we were talking about technology, and the 7 wonders of the world. He asked us to write down a list of what we thought were the 7 wonders of the world. People said things like telephones, television, some natural sites, so on. And we talked about what makes these things 'wonderous' to us. I got to thinking about some of the things on the list, and I got completely wrapped up in the idea that someone, somewhere, came up with these inventions in their own head. Seriously, WHO sat down, and came up with the means by which an image is captured on film? Who said 'oh yeah if you connect that wire to this cable and press that button the image will be captured on this piece of cellloid....duh.' It's fascinating to me. I love looking at those things and wondering about where they came from.
So....yeah. That's my English, Psych rant for today. I just felt really enlightened after those two classes, and I thought I would share. Other than that today's been excellent: whording Craigos pizza home in purses, donating plasma, finding a sticker in the bathroom that eerily resembles my brother, getting blown around by Rexburg wind (Really? Really Rexburg? Necessary?), took a nap, and now I'm headed to the gym to watch NBC Thursday and such... I love Thursdays. Also, this is a reminder to myself that I need to see Wolverine, Star Trek, and Ghosts of Girlfriends Past.
QUOTE(S) of the Day:
"I'm just picturing these 4 girls walking out of Craigos with really pointy chests, with grease leaking through their shirts, slapping any guy that looks at them funny..." - Elizabeth
-and that one quote form Joe Versus the Volcano about everyone being awake/asleep-