AM I BLUE? - Alice Walker

Alice Walker's essay wonderfully compares horses like Blue to slaves in early America. But on a different note, I was touched by the "forgetting" part of this essay, how people forget "that human animals and nonhuman animals can communicate" and have a relationship beyond that of predator and prey.

I was a vegetarian for three years from the age of fourteen to seventeen. I really hate saying "was" because I wish I was still a vegetarian. It takes a strong person - stronger than I am.

My original journal goes on and on about why I became a vegetarian and why I stopped, but the point of all of it was my passion. How I had so much to believe in as a teenager and how it has somewhat disappeared throughout the years. I live with hypocrisy everyday - I would definitely say that I am all for animal rights, but how can I really be if I wear leather? Where is the impassioned teenager inside of me?