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Necessity is the mother of invention “Necessity is the mother of invention.” Discuss this proverb.. In the early days of mankind, the necessity of communicating with one another led me

Necessity is the mother of

invention

“Necessity is the mother of invention.” Discuss this

proverb.

This proverb just means that there is nothing like a

pressing and urgent need for setting people to work to find

a way of meeting it If we could get all we want from nature

we should not bother to invent anything; as we can’t, we

are forced to find out ways and means to satisfy our

needs

In the early days of mankind, the necessity of

communicating with one another led men to the invention

of languages Later, the necessity of keeping some record

of what they did or said led to the invention of writing

Later still, the necessity of spreading news and knowledge

led to the invention of printing

These are only few illustrations to prove that from the very

beginning of the human life that man has been making

inventions and discoveries out of sheer necessity Hence

we recognize “necessity” for the progress of the human

race

Talk about your impression on roaches.

I am not sure when this fear started As far as I can

remember, I have never had a desire to touch a roach

The first thing I think of when a person says the word

“roach” is its horrible looks Their prehistoric appearance

makes me cringe The dark brown color reminds me of

something dirty and gives me a feeling of disgust, which is

exactly what a roach is disgusting, with its long, skinny,

black feelers protruding from its head, always moving and

twitching in an erratic away, no matter if it is squatting still

or scurrying away beneath your feet This is certainly an

immediate cause of my fear

Maybe the fear stems from the fact that they will eat

anything, including the dead body of another, human not

excluded This fact makes them seem disease ridden

Every disease ever known to man or imagined by man can

be caught from a roach, or so it seems

Granted, some of the fear I have for these parasites might

be learned from my mother You would think you could call

good old Mom to the rescue when you spot a big two-inch

roach on the wall and count on her to take care of it for

you, but this is not so with my mother Oh, she may come

when you call her all right, but when she spots the

two-incher on the wall she hands me the can of Raid and runs

for cover

Another thing about roaches is that they are nocturnal

insects This may be an indirect cause of my fear of them,

but maybe not A psychotherapist might evaluate it this

way Roaches are nocturnal creatures People are afraid

of the night and associate it with evil things Therefore, I,

ultimately, am afraid of roaches Now, I do not know how

valid this is, for I am not afraid of roaches because of the

night It is more like I am afraid of the night because of

roaches I do not know why, but roaches seem to be

scarier at night

Anyway, it all comes down to this This nightmare I

recounted earlier is just an example of the many bad

dreams I have had as a kid, and still do have,

occasionally These dreams are a direct result of my fear

of roaches I imagine them crawling on my bed and over

me These dreams leave me wide awake, scared to the

death, and unable to go back to sleep

I can’t walk into a dark room without some trepidation I

could not stand to touch one of these things This would

leave me a mental case The only way kill a roach is with

Raid This kind of apprehension makes life very difficult for

me when I am roughing it or camping out I’ll lie there in

my sleeping bag in my tent and I will not budge, with my

can of Raid by my side and a light on, of course An actual

encounter with a roach, and I lose my sense of logic, I

become unable to function in a controlled manner

In a controlled situation, such as that of a classroom, I am

mentally as well as physically agonized I saw a roach in a

class once, about a chair ahead of me I did not want to

make a scene and started screaming, especially since the

roach was not that big My mind was telling me to get up

calmly and casually stroll away However, my body

wanted to jump up and run It was a terrible strain on me I

did manage to walk a far enough distance back without

making a scene

There is one way and only one way to overcome this fear

And that is to walk up boldly to the biggest blackest roach I

can find and grasp it with both hands, and hold it firmly It

would only take a minute Then, all the bad dreams would

stop I would have confidence when I entered a dark room

And my mental and physical state of being would bear no

strain