I wonder why children who are totally comfortable in the company of complete strangers feel afraid when alone. I have often heard children complaining that they don’t want to go to a place or a room because there’s no one there and they are scared. Isn’t it funny that a child would be afraid of going to a room because there’s no one there? I mean if there’s no one there, who is he afraid of? Yet, he is afraid.
I am also perplexed by the fact that a number of people, mostly women enjoy watching lions and alligators in zoos but begin to scream hysterically at the sight of a lizard or a cockroach in their toilet. Then we have those who suddenly lose all confidence and calm the moment a video camera starts to record their actions and words. It is also strange that we mourn the death of our loved ones and sometimes would be willing to give anything to have them back for one moment. Yet, the thought of having someone come back from dead is terrifying.
Isn’t it confusing? What in the world scares us? Maybe, we are scared of the unexpected. A child is afraid because he is not sure that there’s no one in the room. So, if somebody does suddenly turn up there, it will be unexpected. Lions and alligators in the zoo are predictable; a lizard in the toilet might fall down, unexpectedly. If a video camera records your actions, you don’t know who will watch it, so there is no specific expected audience. And, finally, it needs no elaboration that people coming back from the dead is an unexpected phenomenon.
If this is true, then to hell with those who tell us to reduce our expectations. That would make us afraid of everything. Wouldn’t it be better to expect absolutely anything absolutely anytime? Expect the unexpected and the unexpected would become the expected. Then there would be no unexpected, and hence, nothing to be afraid of.
Confused? What did you expect?