A Short Introduction and Jenga

Hello, I’m Ruana. Just felt I should at least give that for a short introduction since I’m a new ‘un. Hello, I hope to learn something about myself, help others (my greatest hope for however long I stay), and perhaps get a little better myself. A week or two ago I started crying when I texted a friend of mine, “I’ll get better, okay?” I want to add that I felt my words weren’t good enough to be here or right enough or something enough, but well, here I am. Nice to meet you.

Now to the topic of my title, or well the more intriguing part of it I should say. The other day I was building a Jenga tower with another girl because it was literally an assignment. It was to study Newton’s First Law of Motion, “Law of Inertia.” Inertia is such a pleasant word to say and look at, don’t you think? We built the tower and kept pulling out blocks until the tower toppled over.

We could say the easy ones to pull out were irrelevant, that’s why they were on the side. However, they were important enough to be in the tower. They have to be in the tower. When you keep taking blocks out, it is evident that the structure was built so that the center blocks criss-cross to the top. A bunch of pluses. The top block easily steps/well sits on the top of the other blocks. Blocks trying their hardest to hold others’ weight and succeed. They can never reach the top so they try their hardest where they are at. Perhaps this is a structure of backstabbing and betrayal to get such a structure where one is above all. I hope you realize I’m talking about people. Anyway, there’s this one block that ruins the bleak balance. Disrupts the balance and destroys the structure. That one block changes everything  Then what happens? Everyone falls, and they scatter a bit. They crash loudly saying, “I am ____.” Sad?  Mad? Broken? Free perhaps? Whatever it may be, they are not quiet about it. If you are sad, you are sad. No illusions. The structure has fallen, the world has crashed, but we start over. Build the tower again. Alter the placement of particular blocks. The tower will always fall. As my worksheet said, “No matter how careful we are, the towers will eventually become tumbling towers.” Never forget that.

This tower can also represent our feelings. A stable tower crumbling. That’s okay though. You just got to start again. Take a deep breath. Find the blocks and try again. The fact that we keep trying to fix what’s wrong, live another day, minute, second is proof that we are strong. Even the strongest fall, and they result to be resilient. Try again even if it hurts because everyone is capable of that. No one should be taken lightly. Valiant darlings, you gotta keep on fighting! Let the tower fall if it wobbles too much, but keep it strong until it must fall. I’m not going broad and saying life, but a week is like my Jenga tower.

–Wow, the things I think of in science. Then again I love to write so…Good morning.–