What about civility, in America?
Looking
at the images of the terrible Calgary flooding’s
or of the Oklahoma tornadoes, tears come to my eyes. When I
see teachers – unassuming women - wrap their bodies
around young kids protecting them like lionesses guarding
cubs, it reminds me of the Newtown massacre with teachers
hiding their pupils in the closets, minutes before getting shot
by the killer. It’s always like that when I watch individuals
tapping into their inner strength to save someone’s life, I
become emotional. These superheroes, revealed in
unordinary times, say more about the state of our country
than any reality show, full of inanities. No matter what we
witness around us, in time of catastrophe and turmoil
Americans and Canadians rally as one, valuing life,
communities and country above their personal interest and
their own life.
or of the Oklahoma tornadoes, tears come to my eyes. When I
see teachers – unassuming women - wrap their bodies
around young kids protecting them like lionesses guarding
cubs, it reminds me of the Newtown massacre with teachers
hiding their pupils in the closets, minutes before getting shot
by the killer. It’s always like that when I watch individuals
tapping into their inner strength to save someone’s life, I
become emotional. These superheroes, revealed in
unordinary times, say more about the state of our country
than any reality show, full of inanities. No matter what we
witness around us, in time of catastrophe and turmoil
Americans and Canadians rally as one, valuing life,
communities and country above their personal interest and
their own life.
We
should not let our countries defined themselves
by looking at bad and lost individuals, a minority in the
vastness of our collective soul. Imagine if we ought not to wait for tragedy to reveal our nature? Imagine schools that would be teaching kids politeness, good manners by giving them the resources needed to be more civil and kinder? Wouldn’t our children be more inclined to show off their acquired skills knowing that, from deep inside, it comes from growing up in America when in time of necessity, rich or poor, we become examples of abnegation and valour?
by looking at bad and lost individuals, a minority in the
vastness of our collective soul. Imagine if we ought not to wait for tragedy to reveal our nature? Imagine schools that would be teaching kids politeness, good manners by giving them the resources needed to be more civil and kinder? Wouldn’t our children be more inclined to show off their acquired skills knowing that, from deep inside, it comes from growing up in America when in time of necessity, rich or poor, we become examples of abnegation and valour?
Why
should we wait for disasters to see acts of valour like these? It’s time that
we start celebrating our inner capabilities; that we take it upon us to explain
to our children, teenagers how be better humanist paying attention and
acknowledging each other, all the time. This implies asking for more programs
such as manners and etiquette courses in our school.
I
can’t say that scholars like P.M. Forni, cofounder of the Johns Hopkins
Civility Project, have not been asked to design such programs? I don’t know.
But I do know that we should get inspired by his work. Like for any other
advanced skills, teaching civility principles from an early age would be
beneficial for building a strong country. Talking about listening, respect for
other people space and time are only of the few principles he talks about. Acquiring
these invaluable skills would be as helpful as knowing survival tips when
trekking in the backcountry.
Thanking
the heroes in our communities is fine. But, more should be done! I am encouraging parents in towns and cities across
the country, to put pressure on those who decide what is taught in our schools,
asking for mandatory classes on civility. Not only teaching manners, courtesy
and social etiquette, these classes would explain how to be respectful and
caring towards one another. That way, the teachers and anyone who did something
admirable would be remember as angels of civility. As a mother of three petrified by the violence
scarring our communities I feel that there is a glimpse of hope, a ray of
optimism and that, something good will come from out of this!
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