Bryna - Wellesley, Massachusetts
Entered on March 9, 2009
Age Group: Under 18
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Everybody needs help sometimes. When my great grandmother died, my great-aunt had been living with her and taking care of her, so naturally she was the one who started planning the funeral. Overcome with grief, she had trouble planning it but was reluctant to ask for help because she knew how upset everyone else must be and did not want to burden them. Seeing how difficult planning the funeral was for Aunty Fusae, my grandmother collaborated with all the other relatives to help organize everything from the guest list to the flowers. I flew out to the funeral with my dad and remember the tears of gratitude sparkling in my Aunty Fusae’s eyes as we all rang her doorbell and told her the funeral was all set and she did not have to worry about preparing it. As capable and responsible as she was, that did not mean that she could plan it all by herself.

Needing help is not just reserved for normal people like my Aunty Fusae; even important political leaders like Barack Obama need assistance. A couple of weeks ago, he was trying to pass a stimulus bill and was reaching out to Republicans to gain their votes. By taking criticism of the bill, Nancy Pelosi supported him. Obama really wanted tthis bill to pass and was doing everything he could to make that happen, however, even he cannot accomplish everything alone.

Ever since I can remember I have been accustomed to needing the aid of others. When I was five, I needed help remembering the difference in writing a “p” and a “q”. When I was six, I could not reach high enough to get my tea set down from the top shelf. When I was seven, I lost my stuffed puppy, which required a full out expedition by my entire family throughout my house to find her. No matter my age, I always have, and always will need help with something.

Nobody is entirely self sufficient, so needing help is a universal feeling, a universal encounter. Whether it is a young girl trying to find a stuffed animal or the President of the United States trying to save the world economy, we all need help.