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At the beginning of this winter quarter, Denise, WSP’s outstanding director, had suggested that for one of our blog assignments, our team take a picture of something out of the ordinary that we personally felt had a deeper meaning. In all honesty, this challenge was probably the one I feared most because I wanted to find something that was both meaningful and appealing to the eye, but I felt somewhat doubtful. I began to pay close attention to my surroundings and while I found many different things that were beautiful, like certain trees or flower bushes, I couldn’t quite find anything that I felt held a deeper meaning for me.
The day that I spotted these particular dents on the floor, I had just had a conversation with my mom about how she came across a really pretty bracelet on the parking lot floor of a local grocery store. She told me she had asked a woman and her daughter that were leaving their car nearby if it belonged to them, but they both answered “no”, so my mom felt it was too pretty to leave behind. I told my mom about my WSP picture challenge and she told me not to worry and that sometimes you just have to look in places that you necessarily don’t pay any attention to on a daily basis to find unique things, just like she had that morning. On my way to class I spotted this group of dents on the floor that I had never really noticed, and to me, these dents looked like a girl wearing a flowy dress with her hands up in the air. Her long arms, the way her head is tilted up towards the sky, and her legs that almost seem to be jumping or skipping make her look very triumphant and happy. Despite the fact that she is on the floor, a place where many of us would not like to be, she remains optimistic and happy.
I continued looking for different places and things to take a picture of, but nothing stood out to me in the same way that these dents on the floor had. Although to others this image may look like just a group of dents on the floor that would only make someone riding a scooter or a skateboard on campus irritated when passing over them, I realized that this was my image, this was the image that held a deeper meaning for me! When I began to think of it’s deeper meaning, I realized that although these dents make the rest of the floor imperfect and dents and cracks are usually seen negatively, I feel like it’s those dents and cracks that make a person who they are; they are needed to build character. In fact it is just those dents and cracks and imperfections that allow you to learn, grow, and move on—move on with a stronger head on those shoulders. Although these dents are imperfections on the floor, together these dents create this beautiful image of what I feel any young girl wishes to be: happy, triumphant, and always looking up.
I’m nowhere near perfect and I also have my own set of dents and cracks. I’ve experienced different situations that can metaphorically be described as dents and cracks, but I am grateful for these experiences because they have shaped who I am and have allowed me to grow. Life is not smooth gravel, it has its up and downs—its dents and cracks, and life puts these challenges in our lives so that we may learn from them and not cower away, but walk away stronger and a little wiser from them. So, although these little dents are imperfect, they are simultaneously perfect at the same time. Perfect because without them, there would be no real development in the person you are and I believe that there is always room for improvement and you can’t improve without learning from your experiences.
When I was younger, my great imagination would often let me see different images like animals or creepy creatures on the ceiling or even on a piece of wood, and if the image stayed in my head I would draw it. I remember that one day I drew an alligator and a gorilla because it was something I had seen on a certain area of my wall. Since this quarter has really focused on creativity and our own unique forms of creativity, I feel like this image suits me perfectly. I was able to see a girl in simple dents on the floor, something I probably would have noticed when I was younger. I’m kind of happy to acknowledge that this kind of creativity still lives in me.
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