It was a helpless thing
My Fair Lady used to be my favorite movie when I was 7 years old. I admired the honesty of the character Eliza at the beginning and I loved the glamor and grace she had after she had become what Henry Higgins set out to make her into. I wasn't old enough to understand much of the more subtle side stories, but I paid very close attention to Eliza's so called journey into being a "lady". It's very long and I haven't watched it in years, but one scene always impacted me. It's the scene when she goes back to her old neighborhood after she's been transformed into this aristocratic doll. She's walking through the streets by which she used to define herself a complete outsider. She strolls through her old routine, remembering and mourning. It's the saddest part of the story and it's the only part I really remember.
It's terrifying, you know, to go away from your world to improve yourself. You run a real risk of returning to a puzzle that you're no longer a part of. It's a lose-lose situation, in a way. The world continues with or without you, regardless of any changes you've made, regardless of whether or not those were positive changes. It makes me wonder if people would think a little more before running head long into self improvement.
If Eliza would have seen her future self walking tragically in a world in which she no longer belongs, do you think she would have reconsidered?
It's terrifying, you know, to go away from your world to improve yourself. You run a real risk of returning to a puzzle that you're no longer a part of. It's a lose-lose situation, in a way. The world continues with or without you, regardless of any changes you've made, regardless of whether or not those were positive changes. It makes me wonder if people would think a little more before running head long into self improvement.
If Eliza would have seen her future self walking tragically in a world in which she no longer belongs, do you think she would have reconsidered?