If you are capable enough to bring them to the world

Habibty Farah

 

People argue because they’re determined to prove they’re right, but I don’t. Why? Because I simply don’t care whether someone thinks they’re right or wrong. Everyone is entitled to their opinion, and in the end, we all pay our own price for the paths we choose.

I despise arguments. I see children suffering because of their parents' ignorance. These parents brought children into the world without the necessary knowledge or awareness of the immense responsibility it entails. Raising a conscious human being is a lifetime project that requires careful planning and hard work.

Yet, many marry and have children not out of deep commitment, but to fulfill societal expectations or satisfy their families. Do they even know what they’re doing? Do they understand the enormity of the task? I doubt it.

When I see kids on the street, I wish I could adopt them, much like I do with animals, because their lives with uninformed parents are often miserable. If these children grow up with limited minds, we’re only perpetuating another generation of ignorance.

Parents allow their kids to roam the streets because they don’t want to put in the effort to take them to proper places. The street becomes their teacher, while their mothers are busy with phones or TV, simply seeking some peace and quiet without concern for their children’s whereabouts.

It breaks my heart to witness the future being raised by the ignorant—children who grow up spineless, fearful, and devoid of individuality.

I’ve worked with children my entire life—differently-abled kids, street kids, and refugees. I’ve always found joy in helping them because I see their potential. Children are fertile ground. You can either help them grow into something wonderful or allow ignorance to destroy their potential.

I’ve empowered many children because I believe they are our hope and our future. They are the best legacy anyone can leave behind: well-educated, conscious human beings who are connected to themselves, to nature, and who are kind—to others, to animals, to plants, even to things.

But today’s children cause me anxiety. I see them and I know there’s something wrong. Conscience isn’t born; it’s acquired through upbringing and education. If parents lack that conscience, we can’t expect anything good to come from them.

That’s why I don’t argue—those who are aware already know, and those who are ignorant don’t have the capacity to learn or listen. They are blind and deaf. Sadly, these people are many, and our only hope for change lies with the children, in hoping they can one day teach their parents.

Goodnight, everyone.