Friday, July 25, 2008
Sometimes, we put up walls around ourselves not to shut people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.
There are things best left unsaid,
don't keep asking if
One is alright.
When they are obviously
Not.
Ps: Again i have to say my blog posts don't reflect how I feel currently. I just came back from Little India after eating paper thosai and shopping so i'm very happy. :D Yay. I think Mr How is a very nice person to talk to.
He said that in Singapore, you cannot fall or make a detour in life. If you fall, we are very sorry, but we move on.
I think it's quite true. Our attitudes towards failures are very different from that of other countries or people of different cultures. We expect the best and cannot stand to have mistakes.
I remember something that happened in Taiwan. A toddler was walking in front of me, with his elder brother (around 10 years old) beside him and the entire family walking ahead.
The little guy fell down, and his elder rother immediately helped him up, saying, "Are you okay? You are fine, alright? You are fine. It doesn't hurt. Come you are so brave not to cry. It doesn't hurt. "
And all the time the kid was blinking back tears. His mum heard them and turned around and started saying the same thing to the kid. "It doesn't hurt right? Come, you are a very brave boy. It's okay you're fine."
And he didn't cry. He just nodded to his mother, held his mum and bro's hands and continued toddling along.
And frankly, I was a little surprised. I expected the mum to turn around and chide the kid for being careless when walking, or to blame the elder brother for not taking good care of his little brother.
When i heard her comforting and encouraging her child, i was surprised, which in turn shocked me. Is it not a natural reaction for a mother to comfort and encourage her children after a failure or mistake?
It might just be me, but i have seen many parents do that (chide their children), enough for me to start thinking it is the way every parent would react.
Perhaps it is just Singapore. I'm not sure. Well, i'd certainly remember what happened between the little boy and his mother. In an elitist society where the fastest and smartest win, I would be very appreciative of a little compassion and understanding from others.
After all, it is the process that counts, not the results. If you have not gained any character development, whatever results you get is just... *&^%$#$*^#%. Labels: die just to feel alive
loved on 10:56 PM
