“Cause that’s the way I was brought up. You gotta treat all people the same, no matter what skin color… no matter what religion. They all got the same heart, ya know?”
(Envision with a faint, 76-year-old Tex-Mex accent)
We just finished anatomy in Biology. Ever wondered exactly how you swallow? *Cough!*Peristalsis*Cough!* Well I did, and a lot of other body questions were answered this week. I know know what happens when “Johnny Eats a Cheeseburger”. (Essay) But I am here to testify, WE ALL HAVE THE SAME HEART! (Literally!)
“But Sydney, I learned in kindergarden that no two people are the same, WE’RE ALL UNIQUE!”
(Sorry. Cheesy dialogue.)
Nope! Only some parts of your body are truly unique. Your skin prints, your brain, and other picky organs. Everything else can be found everywhere else. Brown hair will be brown hair, blue eyes will be blue eyes from Zimbabwe to Juneau. Then of course you allow for mother nature to step in and stir her soup further. Genetic disease, freckles, deformities are their own type of unique, but I don’t swim in the deep end. If Mother nature could just be satisfied with the consistency of her tomato bisque, then one could say that all humans are born with the same heart, because we’re all programmed to be human. (Unless you’re a genetically altered golden lab with spectacles reading this).
So maybe it’s politically incorrect to say “we all have the same heart”, because we don’t. Birth defects, accidents, heart disease, smoking… but we’re all human, and at one point had the capacity to have the same heart even if it was at the zygote stage.
Treat everyone equally, we’ve all got the same heart.
I know it’s tough to do. Especially when it’s your dorkie-squash of a little brother interpretive dancing to Andy Grammar.
Enjoy what’s left of today and thursday guys! (TWO MORE WEEKS AND THIS FRESH-MEAT GETS SOPHTER!)