Rahasya's daughter, Alia, shared this piece of writing with us last night.
It shows insight and she agreed to me sharing it here.
Sadistic Bastards
Why are children's story writers such sadistic bastards?
Wait, you doubt that statement?
Seriously? Have you never seen
Bambi?
They make this beautiful fun world and just as you have completely
fallen for it, want to live in it and be one of the characters in the
story, they make disaster strike. They tear this new and beautiful
world to shreds and are not satisfied until you cry. Then a few short
happy moments later, just enough to stop the tears, and it's over.
But that happy ending isn't what lasts, it's the tragedy that sticks with you, especially at such a young age.
What do you learn from that? I don't know about you but it taught me
that when there is joy, sorrow soon follows and shatters your world,
then you have to rebuild it, and the cycle continues.
That is a
pretty depressing outlook on the world.
Kids shouldn't have such things
shoved down their throats; you only need to learn responsibility like that when
you're a teenager.
I suppose the happy ending isn't as happy if there isn't some
sorrow, but then put the sorrow near the beginning, like in the
Lion King, before you have even met all the characters. That movie taught me
that everything that happened in the past helped shape who I am now, and
not to cling to or run from bad memories, but rather learn and grow from
them. It also taught me that tragedies in life help you grow. If Mufasa hadn't died,
Simba would never have met Timone and Pumba and never have become the
lion that he did.
The point I'm trying to make is, rather teach children how to cope and
grow from the potential troubles and tragedies in life, then tell them
that tragedy is inevitable.