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Monday, January 14, 2008

A newspaper creed:

"An institution that should always fight for progress and reform, never tolerate injustice or corruption, always fight demagogues of all parties, never belong to any party, always oppose privileged classes and public plunderers, never lack sympathy with the poor, always remain devoted to the public welfare, never be satisfied with merely printing news, always be drastically independent, never be afraid to attack wrong, whether by predatory plutocracy or predatory poverty."

-- The New York World, 1883

Fight encroaching adulthood - make a snow angel

By Stephanie Hebert

December 5, 2007 | I stood outside as the snow was falling last night and it was so quiet I could hear the snow as it landed delicately on the ground.

I don't know what stopped me mid-stride to stand there but I was glad I did. As I stood there and watched the snow wafting down around me I remembered the excitement I used to feel as a child when it snowed. I would run outside and try to catch the snowflakes on my tongue or in my mittened hand where I could look and try to find two that where alike.

After the initial excitement wore off I would start to wonder how much snow we would get. Would it be enough to go sledding, or get the following day off school? Would we get enough to have a snowball fight, or enough to open the ski resorts? I smiled and chuckled a little at my childhood exuberance.

Just for nostalgia's sake I stuck my hand out and watched the snow sink into the palm of my hand and melt before I could look to see of two were alike.

As I walked into the house I realized that my spirits were lifted up to the clouds from which the snow was falling and I had a smile on my face big enough to be seen for miles around. I started to wonder whatever happened to that excitement I experienced as a child this time of year. Where did it go? I couldn't remember when I had lost it so how was I going to find it.

All of the sudden it was like someone flipped a switch and I understood what I had been hearing for years: children embody the spirit of Christmas. They do this without even realizing it. Then somewhere along the way as we grow up we get caught up in life whether that is school, work, or a family. We get so caught up time passes us by without even a thought and before we know it we are looking back on time that we can never get back.

With a little effort I think that the grown up population can avoid this enlarging epidemic called adulthood. First you have to wipe away the cobwebs on your childhood memories by pulling them out of the recesses of your filing cabinet known as your brain.

Second you have to act on some of those impulsive ideas like to make a snowball and throw it at someone or lay down and make a snow angel. The first time you try to act on one of your child like impulses you may fail but don't get discouraged, you are fighting years of programming that is telling you not to behave like a child.

Before you know it you too will be filled with the spirit of the year, but here is a word of caution, it is contagious. Soon you will notice that the infectious nature of child like joy will have spread to your family, coworkers, teachers, fellow students and friends. Wait a minute, is that so bad?

So as we are all rushing around to get ready for the upcoming holidays stop and take the time to smell the roses as they say. Or better yet take the time to let a snowflake land on your nose, let the spirit of the season invade your soul and smile, as you bend over to make a snowball to throw at your best friend.

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