Something Beautiful I read today
Today I read an Amish website. Kinda strange, but cool at the same time. I stumbled upon a diary by a college kid who lived with the Amish for three months. Here is his final entry: November 30 I’ll be leaving tomorrow after getting up at 5:30 a.m. for the last
time, feeding the heifers for the last time, and eating my last meal here.
I hope that our friendship can continue, and I wonder how different it
might be when John and family are not so much something to be studied as
people to respect and have as friends. Even though I will be glad to get back to "my world,"
somewhere inside I feel a sense of losing something. Losing a close
contact with nature, animals, plants, and the country. Losing the
experience of being on a farm. I also feel I will be losing some values
which I might be better off having... the closeness of family and friends,
the appreciation of what you have, and realizing one does not need TV,
radio, movies, and the you-name-it "necessary" items of American
culture. There is something here, in being content with what you have,
with hard work, with simple things, which I believe is being lost. What have I gained? I have gained an appreciation for farmers,
particularly Amish farmers, and the work involved for what I casually eat
or buy every day and take for granted. I’ve learned what work is ----
work of the body, not just the mind --- and certainly to never look down
on manual, physical labor. I suppose in time I’ll get over some of the tendencies I now have to
look at people like me, and be amused at their dress, or their wasting
time on unnecessary things when there are important things to do. I am the
same way, but for three months I was kept from these things, and now other
people look different to me. I hope that now more than ever I can try to understand people different
than myself, respect them, put faith in something and stick to it, and try
to keep a bit of the humility the Amish have. I also hope to maintain some
of the idea of not judging people. I have never really heard John say that
someone was good or bad. He has called people and their activities
"ignorant," but he has never really condemned anyone. Finally, I can’t help but think that if John had been born into my
family, and I into his, I would probably be Amish now, and he a
"typical" American. Each of us is a product of our culture,
environment, and upbringing, with individual personalities, to be sure. I
feel John is thankful that he was raised Amish by what he feels were
parents who tried. I am now even more thankful for what I have been given
by my parents. One may call John’s upbringing "brainwashing,"
and I may think mine was freer, yet I may have been brainwashed in more
subtle ways. Each of us is, perhaps, glad he is not the other. John is
secure in the Bible, his way of life, his religion, his faith. He has
doubts and faults like anyone. I am one who is still, and may always be,
seeking and searching, but the Amish have added to the light.
I think that there is a lot that we can learn from turning off the TV, computer, unplugging, and simply doing what needs to be done, as opposed to trying so hard to find the textbook answer before you begin.




