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I WILL BE THE BEST COP IN THE WORLD
Once, there was a sixth grader named Sophie. Sophie was more of an eccentric sixth grader. She wasn’t the gregarious sixth grader like most of the rest, but she always played at recess with the other kids. You might say she was an unusual sixth grader.
At recess time, all the sixth graders played a game, where they divided into two groups; they pretended tobe cops and robbers. It was simple; the cops had to catch the robbers, or like the sixth graders called them, ‘the bad guys’. Little Sophie was always in the group of ‘the bad guys’, just like she wanted. However, one day as the kids picked Sophie to play cop, she refused to play. Sophie had a strong aversion towards police officers. She ought to believe that police officers never did their jobright.
Therefore, Sophie crossed her arms and walked away from her classmates all the way towards her teacher. Her teacher, Ms. Dorothy, had an affinity with children. She had bright emerald eyes and long brown hair. Ms. Dorothy was the youngest teacher Sophie could remember having and her favorite.
Ms. Dorothy was cognizant that something was unsettling Sophie. Thenceforth, Ms. Dorothy asked,“Why aren’t you playing, little Sophie?”
Sophie replied with a rebuffed look, “I don’t want to play because I am not going to pretend to be a cop.”
Ms. Dorothy asked, “Why don’t you want to be a cop?”
Sophie explained making hand gestures like those that she used to do, “Because, in real life, the cops never get the bad guys.”
Ms. Dorothy told Sophie with a steadfast affirmance, “Sure they do.”Hoping Sophie will go back to play with the rest of the kindergarteners.
Later, little Sophie grabbed a chair, sat down next to Ms. Dorothy, and uttered, “No, Ms. Dorothy they don’t. A bad person is someone who commits a crime. And, Ms. Dorothy, it is not a real crime to kill.” Sophie added“It is no real crime to kill because death is a natural occurrence; I kill ants and bugs all the time. Myfather kills fishes and sharks and he is not committing a real crime.”
Ms. Dorothy moved her brown hair off her shoulders, and softly said,“Yes, Sophie but killing a shark is different from killing a human being.”
Sophie deplored what Ms. Dorothy suggested, and bitterly said, “That’s where your wrong, Mrs. Dorothy. Who says humans are more important than a shark, a bear, a duck, or even a flower?That’s the problem, we believe we are superior to nature. But that’s not true, humans are part of nature, not superior. You see that’s why mother nature is mad, because we believe we are greater, and the truth is we are equal. A flower is just as important as a tree. A duck is just as important as a crocodile. And a shark is just as important as me or you.”
Ms. Dorothy didn’t quite graspedSophie’s intentions, she taught Sophie suggested all humans to become vegetarians, “Well that’s true Sophie, we shouldn’t be killing innocent animals, but that doesn’t mean killing a human being is no real crime.”
Little Sophie abetted her belief and said,“ Ms. Dorothy, killing is natural, is just part of nature. We kill for many reasons, despise the intentions, it is a natural phenomenon. What I amtrying to say, Ms. Dorothy, is that the reason someone may kill could be bad. But, that doesn’t mean death is a bad thing.”
Ms. Dorothy with a skeptical look questioned Sophie, “How could you say death isn’t bad?”
With fervor, Sophie replied, “How could you say death is bad? Death is a natural phenomenon. Death is part of nature. And we are part of nature. Death is a part of us. So, if death is apart of us, why do we pretend to live as if we were immortals? Why would we recognize death as horrible thing? Death is a part of us, and we must respect everything that is part of us. We aren’t meant to live forever. We need to respect the laws of nature. I mean sharks kill fishes, birds kill worms, and we kill cows. It’s not a crime, killing just is. But, the word killing is such a horrid...