Tuesday, May 8, 2012
This one's for the book writer, the detention lover, and the funny ones.
There are many varieties of people in this world of course. You see, other than friends or celebrities, there are also teachers. To their life, it is their backbone, their source of income, and in times, happiness. To our life, they are the building blocks. They teach, we learn. We leave school, we forget them, but we never forget the lessons learnt. We use the lessons to push ourselves forward in life. They are our hope.
Of course, like I've mentioned, there are many kinds of teachers, but this, this is to the ones everyone love, and to the one that teaches us rather normally.
I'll start with the norm. How do we learn? Teachers teach us right? They give us questions, teach the materials, then we work out the answers. That's how teachers normally teach, they pass on their knowledge through planned sessions through out a school year. They plan their lessons, apply their materials, and let the students do the work. If a student don't understand, they expect the student to come up to them and ask them. That is basically how a teacher should work in auto mode. Here's the thing, over time, years of studying, these kinds of teachers are so common you get bored of them. You don't hate them, you just get bored of the way things are being taught. Lazy students will eventually drop low on their grades, while the excelling students teach themselves. That's the effect of a normal teacher.
What is the second one? The second one is the ones that are friendly, okay maybe sometimes not, but you just love their subject. To the ones that do not teach us by applying materials, but by using our individual abilities and applying the material evenly towards the class. This is to the teachers who do not teach us, but inherit their knowledge to our self-being. To be honest, there are many many ways as to how these teachers inherit their work, but one thing for sure, these teachers make us remember every thing they have taught us, and just love the subject. Some may tend to be a young, new teacher who still knows their way around kids our age, or others just don't grow old with in them. They stay in their own era that adapts to time, and then apply their adaptations and teach kids. Others, they just love kids. I don't really know how I'd turn out if I teach, but I love kids (you people of age, this is not pedophilia I tell you. Ha!) They are just unique in their ways, innocent in their head. Before, what we call society, dawns upon them and break them.
That's off topic, so here, this one's for all the teachers in the world. Many, forgotten.
Monday, May 7, 2012
When you're stuck forever.
I am barely of any age, but if I jump to conclusion I think I can get to it as accurate as I can.
A bonded promise. A guarantee. A bond. We know this kind of... Transaction as marriage. Of course I refer to one that lasts, not a stupid one night love and get married, but a built up of emotions that leads to years, to families. How then, this so common phenomena, can marriage last?
Despite all that I have mentioned about all the changes in people, and what is love, I believe that this is all simple. People change, yes. Situation changes, yes. What the two people does is that, over time, they cope with each other's changes. Either they adapt to the other's changes, or pull the other to avoid a certain change. This is one of those unspoken promises or self-realisation that in a lot of events happen, but this one works gradually and gets stronger by the day of being together. There is always times of argument, but that is just human nature.
Now the title might imply something of the negative, but really, it isn't. Who wouldn't love to be stuck to someone they love the rest of their lives?
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Who are you when you're them?
Then a thought struck me 'but I socialise with different friends in Indonesia'. I am fully aware that I do not act the same way as I would do with my friends here. There factors such as environment, understanding of the world, cultural difference. Whereas they're more down to earth and patriotic while I'm a more wide-ranged, not-so-justified-about-my-country critic. Thing is, different places will trigger various aspects of yourself. In school I'd be talkative while at home I don't talk a lot, that sort of thing.
Okay, now that the opening's done, all that, that's not exactly what I want to talk about, though it refers to everything I talked about. Whether you have moved countries, school or none at all, you will have various memories of your childhood, friends come and go. New and old. Fun and boring. Nice and mean. As a kid all of them are friends to us. When a family asks about someone you don't say 'that's a bully of mine' instead you'd say 'that's a friend of mine'. With childhood, comes massive fun. (yeah I took that from 'with power comes great responsibility). Well anyway, as a kid, among your friends, I'm sure you've been called something else other than your name; a nickname. A nickname that you're probably proud of, or rather a nickname that everyone call you as. Over time these names fade away, or if you move, you're a new identity to your new friends. You may be called something else that is totally unassimilated to your previous identity.
Behind every name there's a meaning. You were called such a name for a reason, maybe an achievement you achieved back then made you a 'Noble' to your friends. A goal you scored made you a 'Ronaldinho'. A writing you made, made you a 'Wilfred Owen'. It can be anything, one (rather personal) example, I used to be called a kancil (I'm not sure what it is in English, it's like a smaller version of a deer, more aggressive, quick and rather cunning) and that was me, for 4 years of my life. That was me. Then I moved, and no one knows about it, you can probably say that these names are inside jokes. As the years passed by I picked up other names. That, readers, was a start of an external identity.
What is the point of all this, now that it's a really long useless article. It is in fact to show how a person can hold many names; his own personality and different perspectives of oneself. One may be proud of his name, and others can reflect to why people call him a certain characteristic. The possibilities are endless, but for one thing, when a person is referred to a unique characteristic, the critic (or name) will be planted and for the circle of people around him in the current situation, he will be that.
These names, some day, may help a person be themselves. They know who they are around different ethical group of friends. They can refer to their friends as who he is to them, but project hints of his other personalities which will widen his friends' perspective of him. Socialise. These names will be planted in your head so deep that you will eventually refer yourself to that, and it will help you socialise. Trust me. You will end up acting as one, two or all of your affiliated critic and be yourself (hopefully for the best of humanity).
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Expect what is not
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
What is trust in a word of idiocy?
We have all thought to ourselves; who can we trust? Who is relevant for us to tell this information to?
Everyone has their own little criteria; then again, we have lived with people who would have reasons why we can't tell them anything. I usually just give up and tell no one. Yet, there is a way to ventilate emotions that have built up inside, in the process of what I call, redefinition of trust.
I used to think that to trust someone, they should be aware of your situation. That didn't change, another thing is that they have lived certain aspects of my (in this case; yours) life. Next, if they're helpful, then I can trust them. The latter two are variables that can change, and if there's only one of the two, that person to a certain extent, can be trustworthy. Now the last point is the specific or, in a cheesy aspect, special reason why I trust a person. For every person there's a different reason. Maybe for you, you like the person or that they're your best friend, therefore you trust them. For me, it's neither of the two (I'm letting you in on this one). It is in fact whether I'm comfortable around or talking to the person. Can they comfort me? Can or do they make me laugh happily? That's my call.
- Awareness of your situation
- Lived certain aspects of your life with you
- Helpful
- Or the 'specific reasoning'
Basically the point of trusting a person is to let things out, but not in this case. This one, you only tell them a part of your memory extraction, not all of it, unless you're sure... In this way you relieve pressure bit by bit.
P.S If I were you, the different people that you trust shouldn't be close friends or anything, or else they can share their side of their story and catch you red handed, even though that will be funny. Dark humour right there.
*meaning that the different people probably experienced different sides of one's life
--There may be cases of paranoia after this where people think others are burdened by their problems. I don't blame you. But Hey, if anything, I'm here! No burdens at all!