Primary school teachers always like to ask us to write about ourseleves. A typical composition essay title. And we as students would gleefully write about myself. Then stand in front of the class, say it with pride what is our ambitions, our family and basically, ourselves.
Moving on to secondary school, the cross junction of breaking free from the old shell, the topic of myself was often scorned by students. The title was seems to be the old cultural backwater topic and no one should write about it. Cultural revolution at play. Teachers too would rather students to focus on more challenging topics instead. They too don't want to be seen as a primary school teacher inside.
But i feel its ironical that as we grow older, when more things, more temptations influence us, we seems to lost ourselves to the distant space. Gone are the firm answers when quizzed by teachers about ourselves during primary school.
And as we grow older we are often detached of what we actually want to do. Some says because when we are young, we do not really know much of the world and that the choices we make are childish.
I beg to differ. I think kids are alot smarter. They are innocent so they see things clearly. When a kid says he want to be a president, inside him, he know that a president weld a substantial amount of power. He is the head of state. When a kid says he want to be a teacher, to him, teaching is holy and he aspires to be a great teacher.
Perhaps as we grow older, true enough, everything we tend to measure by monetary, i myself included. That is why you see scholars breaking their bonds in order as what they put in, to seek more opportunity. Why they don't just admit because they can earn more money?
But happy to say, there are some people who gave up on high paying job to pursue their childhood dreams or to work as a much more well paid job, psychologically.
To me, i also belong to the vast number of people who are not in sync with their childhood dreams anymore.
I also lost myself to the society.
Not a single one is Neo Anderson.
Thursday, May 19, 2005
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