Sacredness of the ordinary

       In life I have heard many people say," one mans trash is another mans treasure." This is true in so many ways, for instance someone could look at an item and see it as a relic, but others could look at it and see it as something that belongs in the garbage.

 

      There are also many sides to this saying, some sad, and some inspiring. Such as, a man has a ring that is very old and some would just throw it out because it is old and dirty, but they don't know the story behind it; it could be his fathers ring who passed away or his grandfathers; so people shouldn't judge something without knowing the story behind it. Another example is a rich families son has a winter jacket that is old , so he throws it out, but the man down the street who barely makes it to tomorrow and lives on the streets would cherish that jacket because it gives him a sense of security, shelter ,and warmth.

   

      Some of you may look at this boat and say,"it's just a toy boat," sure it may look like just a toy, but there's a story behind everything and this boat has a story. This boat was built by my father and given to me when I was 4 years old; I have kept it ever since for numerous reasons, including the mystery, the memories, and the adventure behind it. 

       There's so much mystery behind this boat than a person could imagine. For instance what lies inside the cabin in the back of the ship or what the crew looked like or what the cannons where fired at. The adventure was endless with this boat as well, because this boat could be or do whatever; whether it was a pirate ship in the Caribbean, a British naval warship during the revolutionary war or just a shipper for a sail off the coast of Boston, the possibilities were endless. To you its just a boat to me it's a lifetime of memories, adventure, and mystery.