By Nicole Hendry
Youth Journalism International
BIRMINGHAM, England – Language constantly evolves over time and is perhaps one of the most genuine indications of the attitudes of a changing society.
Are we really so blinkered that a smudge in our freshly applied nail polish is a ‘Fuck my life’ moment? That to be caught in the rain with no umbrella will ruin our day?
Are we sheltered or just naive? Perhaps just too wrapped up in our own concerns to look beyond our door step at the true ‘FML’ moments out there.
The children working and living in dumpsites in Mumbai and Peru, the mother in Tanzania who cannot afford to feed her own family. She prays for rain so her crops might grow, whilst we will the sun out from behind the clouds so that we might secure the tan we have been longing for.
They are the ones who might truly claim the phrase.
Yet, they do not. They get up every morning and they try, because it is the only way they can survive.
And a mere eight-hour flight away we refuse to leave the house. Our hair has gone wrong again! How could we possibly show our face when Lindsay round the corner has just had hers done? FML!
If we could remove the blinkers, imagine what we could do. We should be helping these people, not moaning about our own petty problems.
Take a look at yourself, at the room in which you are sitting, the expensive electronic device you read this on.
You are so lucky. So incredibly fortunate to live the life you do.
Don’t waste it. Live each day in the knowledge of the value of your life. Don’t curse it. Be grateful. The sooner we realize our great fortune, the sooner we might summon the courage to give back, to share our luck with others.
It is all a matter of perspective. You live an incredible life. Re-coat that nail, and dance in the rain.
After all, you’re already wet!