An elderly man watched some six and seven yrs old at play, and asked,”what are you playing?”
“War,” they said.
So he told them, “How can anyone be so stupid as to play war? You all surely know how horrible war is. Why dont you play peace instead?”
The children stopped, put their heads together, discussed something among themselves, then looked puzzled and finally ran out of words. One of them then asked the elderly man, “Grandpa, how do we play peace? We don’t know the game.”
I don’t know either; play the game “peace” I mean. With that I just can’t help thinking of what happened last week at work. Maybe even my colleagues don’t have any idea of what the game “Peace” is all about. It’s like everyone is right and no one admits being wrong. I asked myself now, am I insisting in just being right and not just simply admitting that I can be wronged once in a while? Am I too proud to admit mistakes? Maybe I am or maybe I’m not. I really don’t know.
The past weeks at work is indescribable, “toxic”… too busy in planning and playing the game “war”. Trying to outweigh each other, too busy finding faults than emphasizing good work. We work together so how come we can’t be fair with one another?
Sometimes it’s hard to be human and not knowing how to be one.
