Things I Learned When I Killed An Ant
- There are some things that we cannot bring back anymore.
- The ant went on a long journey to find food for its own colony but only came here to face death.
- I/you killed a living thing.
- Its body was crushed just because for the pleasure of the human.
- It has traveled greater lengths than we did (according to an ant’s perspective).
- They are always uncertain but they never stop or fear anything.
- Another ant is going to heaven.
- The ant was only destined for one thing while we have many great choices to choose from.
- They only get to live for two months. They survived as an egg but most of them didn’t reach their oldest because of you/us.
- Its colony doesn’t know if it’s the last time they’ll see their fellow ant.
- They do not get to live at their own free will. They don’t get the chance to be unique.
- Their bodies are frail but instead, we throw or flick them away.
- They taught us about diligence while we; we mostly procrastinate and don’t honor what was taught to us.
- We underestimate them.
- Humans are just (sometimes) really merciless.
A while ago at math class, there was a tiny ant sitting on my shirt. We all know what you do and what ants do to you. Of course, you as a more dominant being, your head told you to get it, pinch it, and flick it away. Well, of course. I did. (But I didn’t flick it away that easily). I looked at the small frail ant again and it inspired me to write this. It seems like I feel that there was a part of me dreading why I did that.