The Shadows we cast over Cold Brew

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            When I went to Vietnam over the summer, I fell in love with the taste of (sweetened) Oolong Tea. It was good for one, but also one of the very few things I could say in my native language. This tea was the only part of my home country I could truly feel attached to 9/10☆.

The memory of how it tasted, is something I would like to bring back to America, an experience I would like to bring into my future. I’m sure that my future children would like the sweet taste of it too! (Just as much as I do)

To be the parent, who allows my experience with Oolong Tea to influence the decisions I make upon my children. Is more than of my Oolong Tea. The foundations for our cellular creations, our parents are the sculptors who molded our atoms- a laborious process that expands from beyond the womb. As they shaped our genetic characteristics, they too are responsible for the growth of our minds.

It’s undeniable that the past always finds a way to seep into the present. I’m sure you’ve heard it all… generational this- generational that. How older family effects future family. It’s passed down from our parents (like most things are). All the lessons, opportunities, and mistreatments they give you are never simply sporadic. The experiences they faced as children or even adults comes back to haunt you (the child).

            I never understood why though? When people are tormented by the past, why must they cope by punishing the future? Why must their children become diluted versions of their traumatized selfs? I thought growing up meant becoming something other than the heinous ways our parental figures treated us.

I realize now that I may be simply dreaming. I’m sure many desire to grow up and “treat my kids better than my parents treated me”.  I may not be a parent yet, but I can feel myself already beginning to see such a goal as faux. Even from my short-lived experiences, I can feel myself becoming the people I hated. Even though I swore that I would be different when the time came.

Maybe it’s in our childish brains to believe that we could do better. To be more than a shadow of the past… to be a lightbulb for the future. Convincing ourselves that we… will end up as a Fallacy.

Comments

  1. MeganNovember 17, 2024 at 11:13 AM

    Wow that was very philosophical Toro. I liked this one sentence where you were like, "It's undeniable that the past always finds a way to seep into the present." It shows a new perspective in something I was thinking about for so long!

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  2. Madhavi YNovember 17, 2024 at 1:14 PM

    Woah using vocab words in your blog post? That’s wild, Toro. Seriously, though, your concern about being different from your parents led to a really deep insight on how we truly reflect our parents. Also, tying the idea of being dragged down by the past to this idea of parental influence made the idea so much more nuanced. Whatever you do, though, don’t pass your WD40 addiction on to your children (jk). Great post!

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  3. Evan HuangNovember 17, 2024 at 2:58 PM

    I agree that it's quite childish to believe that we can become better or do the best we can, but this blog is short in a sense large, the amount of background and information this holds is wild, there are too many great things to quote, but this is something that I'll remember out of all your blogs.

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