Our Global Village
When I watch the Olympics, I realize the human race has achieved a monumental victory. There is a unity among countries across the globe as we celebrate the indomitable spirit of the contenders. I have come to think of it as the United Nations of Athletes.
In a world where terror can strike at any moment, I find the United Nations of Athletes particularly uplifting.
Yes, we’re rooting for athletes from our own country, but we’re also cheering on all those who are showing us the remarkable capabilities of the body. The gymnasts alone make it look as if a body can take flight with the altitude they reach with their triple flips.
Then there are those, like Michael Phelps, who teach us how to take a weakness and make it a strength. The most decorated athlete of all time, with a total of 19 gold medals, was diagnosed with Attention Deficit Disorder when he was in the sixth grade. Phelps was encouraged to take up swimming at age seven as an outlet for his inexhaustible energy.
When I watch the Olympics with 30 million other spectators across the world, I cherish this global village of ours. Perhaps there’s hope that we can sustain this unity and think of ourselves as world citizens well after the games are over.