Dear Babies, Welcome to Earth
Dear Babies,
Congratulations! You’ve made it out of the womb and into the world.
Things can be a little confusing, I know. In this letter I hope to provide at least a bit of clarity on how things work here.
The sun rises in the morning and sets in the evening. It’s hot in the summer, and cold in the winter. The sky is usually blue, but sometimes it’s gray or purple or black. You will come to learn these things in due time.
But here’s what you might not figure out quite as fast — as soon as you can, you must become really really good at something (an instrument, math, a sport or maybe become well-versed in literature). You might genuinely enjoy it for a few years, but the point is that once you become exceptional at whatever it is you choose, you must make lots and lots of money off of it.
Why? So that you can afford things like food (which you need to consume to survive) and housing and healthcare (which you need access to in order to live).
What? No, those are not things just given to you. You have to earn them, from working really really hard to be really really exceptional. People will call you many things. Genius, prodigy, mastermind, are words used to write off what was achieved out of sheer hard work (and desperation).
Once you’ve secured those rare, luxurious rewards, you must work to make even more money.
Why? So you can buy lots and lots of things. Why? So other people also make lots and lots of money.
It’s meant to make more sense when you’re older.
For now, just focus on molding yourself into the most exceptional possible version of yourself. Live your life like you’re a walking talking college application. Do good in the world (but in the most generic, self-interested way possible).
It might not make sense now, but trust me, it should make sense when you’re older. The race starts now.
Look, the sun has risen. What will you have accomplished once it sets?
Welcome to Earth, and good luck.
Sincerely,
Society
Editor(s): Rajeshwari T.
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