Humanity Needs Autumn

Summary

The author of the article reflects on the underappreciated beauty and metaphorical significance of autumn, transitioning from a personal history of disliking the season to a newfound appreciation for its transformative qualities.

Abstract

The article titled "Humanity Needs Autumn" delves into the author's evolving perspective on the autumn season. Initially, the author recounts a common preference for other seasons among peers and the general melancholy that autumn's changing landscapes—marked by falling leaves and bare trees—evoke. The author confesses to previously sharing this melancholic view, finding the season's unpredictable weather, symbolized by the ever-present gray clouds and the necessity of umbrellas and boots, to be a source of discomfort and clumsiness. However, this sentiment has shifted, and the author now admires the resilience and cycle of renewal that autumn represents, drawing a parallel between the shedding of leaves and the human capacity to let go of the past and embrace new beginnings. The article concludes with the author's wish to emulate the trees' ability to shed what no longer serves them, to endure the winter's introspection, and to emerge renewed in the spring.

Opinions

Autumn is often overlooked and undervalued compared to other seasons like summer, winter, and spring.
The changing colors of autumn and the falling leaves previously instilled a sense of sadness and fear of the end or loneliness in the author.
The unpredictable weather of autumn, with its gray skies and erratic rain, was once a source of frustration and discomfort for the author.
The author had a history of being clumsy during autumn, often losing umbrellas and falling, which led to embarrassment and inconvenience.
The article reflects a personal transformation in the author's perception, now seeing the beauty in autumn's cycle of shedding and renewal

Observe autumn in a better way

I have often, during my life so far, listened to people who say that summer is their favorite season. I met those who love winter, and even more those who love spring. Rarely, almost no one, at least no one I know, loves autumn. Autumn awakens some sadness in people and seeing how everything around us, I mean nature, slowly turns yellow, orange and brown, watching the leaves that fall and the trees that remain alone, bare ...Watching flowers, fruits and vegetables as the "end of the season" comes to them and as all the fields remain desolate ...

Watching all that, a fear of the end appears in a person. Fear of death that is inevitable and fear of loneliness, eternal loneliness ...

I have been one of those people so far.

Ugh, it was very hard for me… it’s raining, it’s not raining... The rain doesn’t even know if it would slap hard or pour a few drops all day long.

I didn’t like gray clouds and all their shades of gray, gray was only allowed to be my coat. I had a particularly hard time with the days when there were no clouds, but everything upstairs was gloomy and uniformly gray.

The umbrella was my mortal enemy, I mentioned it in some texts from before, because it was obligatory in the everyday life of an average student, and I lost it, sometimes accidentally, sometimes intentionally.

Boots, too, oh my God! They were all ugly to me and it was hard for me to walk in them. I often fall into the mud myself, eh that’s just a story unto itself. Dad thought, until I started researching the sports I would play more seriously at school, and until I tried my hand at each one a little bit, that I had two left legs and that it would be scary when I grew up. Because I fell on flat surfaces, just like that, while walking ... I fell in places where a normal person cannot fall, unless he is missing one leg ... I tripped on my legs ... I got so caught in one foot by the other and fell as if someone had thrown me off a plane!

So autumn was, with all its rains, a very unstable time of year for me. In the snow, later in the winter, my falls were not noticed so much, so I was not so ashamed, neither I nor my parents. So, a rain jacket, umbrella, boots, gloves, spare socks (if my feet are wet so I can change) ... you put it all on or take it with you and then around 2pm, in the afternoon the sun appears .. you come back from schools and everything bothers you. I had 2 and a half miles from school to home. I used to travel by bike, sometimes on foot ... Wanting to get rid of it all, I forget half of those things at school and never find them again. And what awaits me at home is a story unto itself.

And my aversion to autumn has lasted until today. Today I see the beauty around me and I envy nature, especially the trees.

I would like to be able, like a tree, to get rid of my old leaves and everything that has befallen me during the year ... to strip naked and stay like that, in front of others, together with all the other trees, naked and devastated.

So that I can wait for the winter like that and freeze well and come to my senses, that frozen and I have time to think about what I did right and what I didn’t ...

And to get a new chance for life in the spring ... all over again! New me! Think about it! This is beautiful ... it’s beautiful every fall, isn’t it?