The Blemished Rose

Are all people in the world equal? I believe that everyone was created with the same pair of hands or potter's wheel. We are all the same in my eyes and I think in the eyes of God. I believe that everyone’s special. It’s individuals who make their own assumptions about who’s special and who’s not. Everyone’s equal as everyone’s been given one thing that they have in common- a life. How people choose to live the special life they’ve been given is up to them. Everyone can do whatever they want in life no matter where they were born or how bad their childhood was. I think that even physical disability can’t hold people back. People are not all equal in their size, race, religion, intelligence but I think that this does not preclude people from treating others with kindness and respect. Why do some people think they are superior to others? I feel that it usually boils down to insecurity or something that they are lacking. Giving off an air of superiority or trying to put p...

In a café, quite content reading my book while others gassed away, the only thing missing was tea in my cup. Removing my eyes from the page for a moment, I noticed the waiter refilling teacups efficiently while mine was left dry. Other customers were treated like royalty whereas I was seen as a servant hidden away in the corner. I went to the counter to pay the bill; all of a sudden the oblivious waiter appeared by my side. I couldn’t resist turning to him and asking if I was invisible, he said I wasn’t, the waiter apologised and said he was very busy. Managing to hold back the tears, I continued. “Everyone is and should be treated the same; however, you served everyone in the room except me.” The waiter agreed and apologised again profusely. I asked if he wanted me to return there, to which he replied that he did. I told him that I would not be a return customer. A waitress, who had assisted with translation, seemed sad to hear this and offered me a drink and dessert on the house. It ...