A Boring Girl

"You're very conventional, aren't you? You should try to see the light in the things you shadow, and the dark lines that accentuate your light."

Today in composition we were going around the class describing the topics we had chosen, several of which would become group writing assignments for the rest of the semester. I thought more taboo topics would be picked since it's a "writing arguments" class, but I was the only one. Euthanasia.
People were generally interested in what I said, since several noted so online, likely because it's such an open-ended subject. But sitting to my right are two or so girls who entered on the first day of class sighing and talking about how much they already hated the class. So every time my topic was brought up in class discussion, one of the girls would say to the other, "that's such a depressing topic. I could never work on something like that for the rest of the semester. It makes me feel depressed."
I wanted to say something like: "I wasn't aware you became depressed so easily. Should we worry about you?"
It's unfortunate how conventional and boring some people can be. I say this due to a half semester of sitting next to her which I cannot fill this blog with. But this is the common view, death is a bothersome thing to talk about, especially with children who think they live forever. I mean I plan to live forever too, just not out of fear of the next adventure.
And then I remembered a quote which I would have repeated to her if she had a longer attention span:
"let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed and as beautiful as life..."