Chanelle Hunter is a 14 year old from Jacksonville, Fl. She enjoys playing saxophone, learning about everything and anything, and is still trying to figure out what she is going to be when she grows up.
I was watching an old television show the other day and one of the guests on the show was telling some of the stories of back when he was training and getting ready for a show with his mentors, and one of the stories really stuck out to me. It was one that I realized my parents had always told me and I wanted to share it with you all, it went a little like this:
“You see this dollar son?” his mentor said, “Do you want this dollar?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
He crumpled it up in his hand, “Do you still want this dollar?”
He threw it on the ground and stepped on it, then picked it up again, “Do you still want this dollar?”
“Yes you do, you know why? Because this dollar, is still worth something. You see, you can crumple it up, step on it, and even put it in the washing machine and pull it out and this piece of wrinkled paper will still be worth one dollar.”
“Do you get what I’m trying to say.”
“Yeah, of course.” Of course he didn’t.
“What I’m trying to say is, people can spit on you, stomp on you, and call you all types of terrible names, but you’ll still be like this dollar.”
“No, worth something. No one can take away your worth.”
When I first watched this, I didn’t really pay much attention to it. It was just another case of the sappy music and family moments that we’re so used to seeing in sitcoms. But when my mother began to bring up the idea of values and worth in a random conversation and it got me thinking. There have been times when I’ve thought less of myself, something that I feel most teens go through. Times when I thought I wasn’t skinny enough, cool enough, or pretty enough, and times when people have even told me these types of things, but I’ve always managed to get over it by thinking to myself, it doesn’t matter what they say or what people think, I’m always me.
Now, I didn’t come up with this realization on my own. My mother and father have helped me get through a lot of the little depressed moments I’ve experienced, and every time they always set me straight, basically comparing me to a wrinkled dollar. Well, it’s not the best comparison, but the principle is still the same. Despite what others think of me, I’m still going to be worth something, even if I can’t be what that one group of popular kids want me to be, someone is going to see value in me.
That’s why I’m thankful that I have my friends and family by my side to help me remember every once in a while that there are people who care about me and are always there for me to depend on. And for those who feel like your parents don’t get you and you have no one to talk to, don’t worry, if you look hard enough, there will be someone that will still want you, even if you wrinkled, crushed, and soaked with detergent.