The other day in my English class, my teacher placed two chairs in the front of the class and had us, the class, state the differences between the two. Some of the differences were:
- One was made in LA, while the other China
- One was brown, the other grey
- One had four legs, the other five wheels
- One was made in 1978, the other sometime in the 80's
Those were the basic differences, but his blog post is not about how two chairs differ, but is in fact about the chair I was sitting in at the time. There was nothing special about this chair. It was the exact same model, color, size as the brown 1978 LA made chair. But what got me thinking was all the students who sat in that exact same chair before me.
Were these students straight A students, or did they attend Hartnell to play sports? Where are they now? Are any of them rich, famous, dead, poor, crying? These thoughts flooded my head and got me thinking about what kind of impact I will leave, because someday there will be another kid much like myself who places his behind in that exact same seat. Will she/he think of me? Will he/she even know who I am/was?
We all have a choice on what kind of impact we will leave on this world, on the city we grew up in, on the house we lived in, and even in the chairs we sit in.
I guess there is not much of a point to this post, more of a thought that has been bouncing around in my head like an overused raquet ball. Still, there is something magical about thinking about what people who have sat where you are sitting now are doing.