The Never ending Danger

We as Gingerbread people are always living in constant fear. We know that at any moment we could die. Our little corner of the sky, also known as the cookie jar, is always moved around, and obstructed. I agree with Mencken's claim that we just want to be safe instead of being free, which usually does not last long when you are a gingerbread man. While we are confined to a small jar, it is much more of a relief to be in that jar, rather than the germ-infested mouths of humans. While it would be nice to roam around a gigantic mansion free as a gingerbird, the sweet parts outweigh the sour aspects. This especially applies to contemporary society. We are constantly viewing hazards and terror on gingerTV and the Nutmeg News. We never know if our human house will be robbed, or if the humans are in danger. Safety is much more important than freedom because we'd prefer to be alive than to have freedom and then death. Gingerbread men that do make it out don't make it very far. If they do make it out of the humans' home, they face a much tougher battle: the wild. There is dirt, and mud, and grass, oh my! No to mention all of the dangerous creatures! Gingerbread explorers don't usually make it more than a few steps before being slaughtered. So, while you may say that I'm not living my life to the fullest, I am one of the happiest people I know. I was baked in a good house, and I have lived for many years without losing my soul (gumdrop buttons). I do have one thing that makes my life free, and that's my family. They will always be there for me, and while I cannot always control the freedom or safety that I have in my jar, I can always count on my family for being there for me no matter what.