I believe in 'Never judge a book by its cover'. This is a common statement made throughout our lives. It literally relates to reading a book before you make an opinion on it. But it also relates to individuals and thoughts. First impressions do have a huge factor in our generation today. We are human; it’s just a part of human nature!
Everyone can remember the school’s first days. We all went through the large gates, wondering what school would be like and who we’d meet. I remember thinking that I knew exactly who my friends would be, from the very first glance. But as days became months and months transformed into a semester, I knew some of my people’s first impressions were totally incorrect. Just look at somebody we believe we understand him/her, but the reality is the first impression that is nothing more than a cover-up of a profound and complicated tale.
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There was a janitor in my elementary school who looked very old and crusty. He looked at first glance like an ancient, tall, and firm sea captain with a glimpse of history in his eyes. I was afraid of him when I first saw him, but as days went by I saw him in a new light. He knew the students' names and addressed them politically with their names. He spoke kindly to everyone and often asked them about their school lives. I misjudged him, although he looked harsh and frightening on the outside, he had a golden heart inside.
My secondary school was the same as others; there were the jocks, the popular children, and the crazy children that most people always try to avoid. I had always labeled people in a different category. To me, everybody had a group to mingle with each other, but never with another group. However, one day during the PT class, I was proved wrong when some special-care students came to join us in cricket. Everyone was split into two teams, and the game started. As the game proceeded, one of the special-care boys came up to bat. He was mostly wheel-chaired bound, and other students had to help him do everything. With the help of some teammates, the ball was put into play, and in front of my very eyes, I saw my classmates from all the different groups working together. They held his hands and helped him walk from the crease to the crease; all the time, the other team was purposefully fumbling and trickling. Everyone was cheering for him from both teams, and as he passed the crease and settled back into his wheelchair, everyone came together to congratulate him, and I saw a smile of happiness for scoring winning runs.
We all see people in our own ways, good, bad, funny, or serious, but until we get to understand them better, or until something comes along and opens our eyes, we can not really know what they really are like. So, this is why I believe that we should never judge a book by its cover.
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