Well versed

I hear that I talk too much. I am a story teller. I analyze and study and create because the human condition is complex and intangible and yet language was created in an attempt to immortalize it. Language is ever changing, shifting and developing to convert emotion and experience into words. There are rules, grammar, and linguistics of language yes, but what is proper English? What makes the broken English spoken by an immigrant mother to her American-born son any less correct than the English we use in our classrooms? Why is an African American thought of as less intelligent for the variation in the dialect of their community? A man that knows the difference between "affect" and "effect" and writes without comma splices is considered well-versed and worthy of being heard, but, as humans, we all struggle and we fight. As humans, we face discrimination, we take that hatred, and we spread love. We all experience the hardships of life differently, and yet, similarly, we all experience them. Why should the "well versed" man be heard, and not the rest? I have often heard that English is the most difficult language to learn. English is spontaneous and irregular and unendingly fascinating. I choose to study it because I adore its complexity. Language is a world creator, bridging the gap between ideas, and yet somehow we are intolerant in this country of any other than our own. I choose to speak to the greatest variety of people possible because I enjoy engaging in discussion, and even more important, listening. It's amazing to learn the viewpoints that people hold, and the experiences that make them who they are. I spend a great deal of my time with my ears open, just listening to passersby. This is where I find my purpose, and my true desire to study English and pursue writing. I believe that everyone has a story to tell, and I write for those who may not be heard or understood.