Fortunately or unfortunately, our life does not represent itself as a spiral model where we would be able to go back in time and change some events that negatively affected our further life. Every step we take, as an individual or as the human society in general, is irreversible and cannot be called back, that is why we have to consider all possible outcomes and make the right choice, as we will not have the possibility to fix our mistakes. Nevertheless, people tend to choose precisely what is the worst for them sometimes, and it may happen for various reasons. One can take a risk, gamble with destiny, not consider all possible options and just randomly choose one, make a decision to spite somebody or simply do not care about the results of their choice. However, it all results in one thing: we regret something we have done and would give everything to go back in time and act differently, because what we received after we had made our fatal choice was not what we had expected.
Human history has survived many bloody wars, fights and battles, and our planet bears a deep scar of all the cruelty and evil which has ever inhabited our world. What first comes into my mind when I think about the event that I would like to erase from the annals of the world history is undoubtedly World War II. Each and every human being is taught about this historical event at school, and I have never met a person who would simply take this as a mere historical fact. This war involved the majority of world’s countries, and there can be only a few people on this world who do not have any members of their family, living or dead, participating in the World War II battles and bravely fighting against Fascism. It strikes me with shock when I think that the outcome of this war turned out to be of more than 50 million fatalities and that considerably more people were injured and left mentally and physically challenged. It was the deadliest conflict in human history.
Living in the free country under the bright blue sky, I cannot imagine the horror of the people who were not sure whether they would survive through the day and whether their families were alive at that very moment. Thankfully, I have never had to be worried about my family’s stability, and only comparing my relatively careless life to the sufferings of those trapped by the terror of war have I realized that I take so much for granted. I first became interested in World War II in Middle school and started to read a lot of literature on this topic. This historical event opened my eyes at many things and turned my world upside down at some point.
Firstly, I have lost the belief that our world is full of kind, caring, thoughtful people, because it clearly showed that some people are ready to kill only because others do not support their ideas or opinions, kill for the mere purpose of winning the battle, not being able to betray their political and social beliefs for the sake of their moral and spiritual values. On the other hand, I have learned that there are many people who can stretch out the hand of help to others even when they are in danger themselves. People, who were hiding from the bombings, still cared for other victims, people who were dying from hunger, still shared their food with other suffering human beings, people who lost their family still found the strength to move on and take the responsibility for the younger, even though they were not related in any form.
Secondly, I have been shocked by the idea that a strong political leader can get so deep into the people’s mind and change their perspectives and beliefs, or simply trick them into thinking that their old beliefs were wrong and the one he presented are the only right ones.
Nevertheless, it is still pleasant to think that there were people who fought Fascists’ ideology and had the heart to rise against it.
Thirdly, I have been impressed how strong our life is, meaning that even after all the losses and witnessing horrible war since, people who survived were able to get their lives back on track afterwards and move on, with the terror of war not fully forgotten, but slowly fading away from their memories and leaving just a feeble trail behind.