HEDGEHOGS and PEOPLE
We humans both need each other - and we hurt each other.
We hurt and we are hurt. And so alternately.
Yesterday, after the concert at Willa Fitzner - I was walking across the railway tracks. Not far behind them - in the darkness, I noticed a small animal. Tried to get off the curb into the street. I figured it was a hedgehog.
From time to time, cars crossed the street. I turned around and saw one of them approaching. Meanwhile, the hedgehog has almost gone down to the road.
From my assessment of the situation, there was a high probability that he would get under the car. The driver, however, was just finishing the turn.
I ran to the hedgehog and blocked him with my left leg. He stopped and stilled. I saw his narrow snout, which quickly curled up under his belly.
We were both on the road at this point.
I had a backpack with reflective elements - luckily. The driver turned on the flasher and passed us. He didn't even sound the horn. He guessed there was something on the road.
He drove on.
I touched the hedgehog with my leg, slightly behind. Luckily I still had winter boots. I couldn't feel his spines.
He took off immediately, like in racing. He was on the other side very quickly. There was a short grass that he jumped into. All I could see was his little ass squeezing into the greenery.
He was safe.
I went further, listening to the music of John Williams from Jurassic Park through headphones...
And the hedgehog - he probably ran somewhere, into the rubble that was greener than ever, left after our ironworks.
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This simple incident reminded me of a story I once heard. A story about hedgehogs. Somehow, it fit perfectly with what I've been thinking about a lot in the last week.
Here they are:
Hedgehogs lived in the meadow. When it got cold - the hedgehogs wanted to warm themselves from each other, so they got closer to each other. However, when they got too close - they began to prick themselves with their own needles.
This made them go away again.
But after a while, they wanted to be closer again. And as before - they stabbed each other, being too close.
And so.. again and again.
Aren't we humans alike?
Is there any way to do that?
Perhaps you need to increase your pain tolerance?
Or maybe approach only occasionally and keep a safe distance?
Or maybe become a lone hedgehog?
Or maybe stop being a hedgehog at all?
However, can the hedgehog stop being what nature created him for?
Spikes are also needed for a hedgehog - otherwise he will be defenseless.
Meanwhile, the more someone means to us - the more pain they can cause us.
Sometimes even unintentionally. Even with a word. Words can be like long needles. We remember their deep stings. Stab wounds take the longest to heal.
We can survive without other people. Yes.
But we will never fully develop. We will not touch the depth of life.
What is the solution to this situation?
This question - each hedgehog must answer for himself.
JARO MAKOSZ
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