The quotidian void of mother nature’s presence and the whole hustle and bustle of New York City and Hong Kong disquieted my nerves over the past year. Rollerblading through the tranquilizing greenery of Calgary, I couldn’t help but to savor every gulp of fresh air. I randomly discovered Sunnyside park where a panoramic view could be seen and Princes’ Island Park. Only when the adrenaline rush hit me as the rollerblades were gliding downhill at full throttle towards the river, I recalled I had no brakes on the skates and I was still in the progress of learning how to stop without one. Had I not let myself fall on four, I would’ve been a cumbersome elephant plunking into the water. Falling is good. In falling, I can learn to stand up.
Taking the bus back home for the first time, I asked the driver how much was the fare. That’s when the enriching conversation with this kind Pakistani driver began. Mr. driver, despite his religious background as a Muslim, perceived all other religion with equal respect. He despised the action of suicide bombs and civil war. He deeply believed that “religion itself is good. It is the people. How people take it.” One or two groups of radical extremists cannot stand for all Muslims because there’s always good Muslim and bad muslim, good Christian and bad Christian, good Catholic and bad Catholic… While we admonish the behaviors of terrorist attacks inhuman, is it not brutal to generalize about all Muslims being dangerous,and hold prejudice against them?
- daily discovery: in Calgary, you’d often see big cute hare scampering about town!