Growing up in a city, I became fascinated with all creatures. It may be my eventual downfall, but as a camp counselor (inner city, yes, there IS wildlife in any city) I was the only one who could pick up any snake to take IT to safety – FROM the kids who screamed in panic. Not knowing much about these creatures (fortunately most snakes in Ontario are harmless), I was not brought up to fear, but to respect anything that breathed. Their “skin” was soft and dry, but what got me the most was how I was able to realize that snake was terrified – it just went in circles trying to find an out. When I picked it up it seemed to calm down, and I carried this two-foot rope to another area far from prying and crying campers. Their fear came from their youth, inexperience and lack of knowledge.
Yet now, when I announced my Topic to co-workers and acquaintances, I was met with a barrage of “ewws” and “why those things”? And I realized this same reaction was many people’s standard response to anything “not of theirs”. I was struck by the intolerance that seems to mimic how people feel about other people that “are not of my kind”. And I see echoes of the wars now raging throughout the world based on lack of knowledge, lack of acceptance and lack of tolerance. If we cannot accept a simple creature, how can we accept each other?
Hopefully by education, by facts, and by realizing we are all alike as we all feel and have a great desire to survive despite all odds. We can learn how to live in each other’s world without harming the other’s environment. And if we start with a simple creature, maybe we can move on to each other and figure out a way to live with each other, despite our differences.
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