I like to think of myself as a funny guy. I make myself laugh. There are a lot of people out there who think they are funny and just really aren’t. You just feel bad for them, because lets be honest, they are trying really hard. So you give them the pity laugh. The thing about the pity laugh is that it doesn’t work. The people who are actually funny know the difference between a pity laugh and a genuine one so they can tell the difference. But the people who need the pity laugh think that you are genuinely laughing with them. So they go on and continue to think that they are funny, until BAM. They get to the real world. People wont give them the pity laugh. They don’t know what to do, because people always laughed at their jokes. Their community gave them that false sense of security.
The community that you live in is important. The community will change you, for better or worse. Your community might be the kind that ill prepares you for the real world, or it might be the kind that doesn’t even acknowledge that there is a world outside it. Your community has the power to accept you, to shun you, to encourage or discourage you, and to be good for you or bad for you.
The community of which I am a part is a relatively small one. I live on the same campus which I work, at a small school of about six hundred. The community is largely conservative, yet is still quite diverse. Most people in the community will say that it is a very accepting and loving community, others can’t wait to be done with school or their contract. I have been a part of the community for over ten years now, and it has made me who I am. It has shaped me in more ways than even I will realize. I have had great mentors and friends who helped me to grow as a person. It will continue to change me as I grow, for we are always growing.
I will leave the community in May of 2017. The thought is a bitter sweet one. The world has so many opportunities, but being in one place for so long, I cannot tell what it will be like. I will miss my friends, and loved ones. I will miss the country of my heart, and I know when I leave a piece of me will linger. When I leave, I will find out what effect my community really had on me. What is your’s having on you?