I'm quite tired, no scratch that, very tired. I'd fell asleep while I was on the way home after my shift at the student care centre. The reason I am functioning normally now, is because I'd taken a bath. I had a chat with one of my colleagues today, after my students had left for school. The things that she said, were like a wake-up call, or some thing close.
I'd forgotten how the subject came up, but we were sitting down and marking our students' work. She struck up a conversation with me, telling me more about my students. You see, she was the one taking them before I came in. I think she is a nice lady, with strong perseverance.
In some point of our conversation, I'd asked her, why did she go into this line? After a pause, she'd told me that, teaching is what she had always wanted, since young. It is her passion. It wasn't an easy route for her, to be where she is now. It took her 10-15 years. She gave me an abridged version of her journey: When she wasn't accepted by the MOE, she was really very disappointed, but she moved on, to a desk job for a few years. Then there was an economic downturn. Somehow or rather, there was an opening at a child care centre, she went in and took the CPT course and later, was transferred to this student care centre.
One thing she said that had struck me most was: When we have a passion for something, or a dream, we will go all the way, all out, to fulfil this dream.
This is a simple understanding, I am sure many of you know it. I know it too, but some how, I had gotten lost in the rhythm of life, the routine of getting from day to day, surviving past the day, that this little tibit had escaped me.
Yes, when we love to do something or love some one, no cost is too great and no length is too long.
I started thinking. I am sad and disappointed to say that I have not found out my passion in life. True, there are a few things that I'd love to do, given the chance and money. Like, learning ballet dance, piano. violin, going to university to study Language & Literature, and Psychology. These are the things that I have a certain interest in. But a passion for? I don't know.
I had wanted to be a writer when I was young. Teachers and people around me, had always remarked about my compositions, thus, I am given to believe that I am quite good at it. Perhaps, some where along the years, besides acquiring different skills and experiences, I had acquired a healthly sense of fear too. Maybe a little unhealthy. I fear that there'd be no doors, inability to survive, of failure.
I don't really want to spend my life drifting along with the flow. I want to find my purpose. The reason that I am here. The reason that I live is because of God.
Hmm....I hadn't posted for quite some time, so..........here I am! To drop a few lines..=)
I'd started working in the student care centre last monday. All in all, there are some bouts of tiredness, as I'd to wake up at 6am and ends my day around 1130pm. Thank God that Cassandra didn't schedule for work every day.
All I can say from a week in the student care centre, is that : Children of this generation, are not simple nor naive. Well, at least most of them aren't. It is scary for me, to realize that some of them are using vulgar words at 7 years old....you know the infamous 'F-word'.
Every time I go for work, I always hope and pray that it will soon be 11am, as that is the time for their lunch. The students leave for school after taking their meals. Thus, I'll be free from them, then.
Not all of them are little monsters. Just 85% of them. There is only one angel in my group. A cute little boy, very well behaved and soft-spoken, does his work quickly and properly.
I hadn't been writing for quite awhile. I don't mean blogging, but real writing. Quite some time ago, I'd started on a Hana Yori Dango fanfic, but somehow, it had stopped, due to my lack of motivation. I will pick up where I left off, it is only a matter of when...=)
I am reminded, somehow, that I shouldn't leave the gift that the Lord has given me, buried under dust and cobwebs. Last time, when I was younger and more naive, I'd wanted to write, be an author, make it my bread and butter. However, it is a wish that is hard to come true. A few weeks, or was that months ago? Anyway, on the profile page of one of the authors in Fanfiction.net, is a quote that struck me. Sadly, I'd forgotten the words, but those words had impacted me. It said something along the lines of, though one writes, he/she doesn't have to make writing his/her bread and butter. Just like, when you like some one, if he/she is happier with another person, you should let go of him/her and grant them your blessings. I always believe that as long as the other person is happy, it doesn't matter who he/she is with.
Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go."
Joshua 1:9
Psalm 23
A psalm of David.
The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
Even though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
forever.
"Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light."
Matthew 11:28-30
"Call to Me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know"