Why so? asked my professor. It was once a normal day, but that one question changed it all.
I have no idea why it was me, but I answered anyway. Why so? I asked myself. A boo is louder than a cheer, and it reverberated back into my ear.
A boo is something you say to a participant, or a competing somebody, or anyone that is not you that seeks applause and approval from someone else that could be you. Meanwhile, cheer is the opposite. It is something you say to uplift that somebody's self-esteem and awaken his fighting spirit. A boo is louder than a cheer. I asked myself again. Because saying something mean and awful to someone can cause them pain and leave a scar; who knows how deep? It can oftentimes lead them into failure and destruction. However, saying something good and pleasant can be the fuel that drives them into success; who knows how far? So you can choose either of the two; be somebody's wound or be somebody's medicine.
In a crowd, someone may not remember you when you cheer, but they will never forget you when you boo. So choose what mark will you leave for those who hear you. Your words are either a sweet honeycomb or a bitter woodworm per se.
Then that two-word question changed not just my day, but the-me-within. Once an echoing sound, now a lesson stamped and sealed. Therefore, I knew why it was me. Because it has to be me.
In a crowd, someone may not remember you when you cheer, but they will never forget you when you too.