If not mentally drained now...

This is the first time I felt so tired due to a planned trip. A two-months attempt, working out the best place to stay and the best deals offered, the quickest mean of travel etc etc and I had to forget about it at the very last minute.

It was horrible in that sense...'I am going--- I cancelled it--- I am going again--- I cancelled it again'. It was horrible to keep telling my family and peers the sequence or even the whole story. Two times in a short span of time, almost within the 48 hours was possibly too much for me to take on. But I got to the point where "Yeah, thats it. Forget about it." I wasn't going to try anymore when I chose to walk away at the check-in point saying "Let's go"

Just as much as I wanted it to be a great trip for the both of us, I am sorry to see it end that way. We'll just have an easy trip now and take things slow. After all, this is the lifestyle in Adelaide.

Just sand and water

This was a great outdoor activity which I had the great role of extending their learning +D Started off as a normal sandpit to a little creek where they merely digged and played with water, it became a bridge to cross and to jump over. It also became a train track. We had safety officers to ensure the bridge was safe and not wobbly, we had constructors to fix them well and of course, we had people to just play and have fun. There was also a little girl who sat on one of those planks, comfortably dipping her legs into the little creek.

That part of me

Gosh... I am a thinker, if it makes sense. I think about now, seconds later, minutes later, tomorrow, next week...maybe it makes a lot more sense to say that I'm a worrier. But that will make me sound like an individual with a teeny weeny bit of OCDness (as if I already am not).

Things have been happening, not to me but to the people around me. And it really makes me think and wonder. I can't answer the question, 'What was the hardest thing in life?' because my hardest thing would look so pale and minute in comparison. I would not say that I have the best of life either, but I havent gone through the worst too.

Sufficient for me.

off the track, i finally made kimchi. =) I am going to proof test the recipe till its absolutely perfect for mom.

The smile on my face

I am beginning to scratch off items on my wishlist/desires/whatever you want to call them.

Well, I do know that I often ask the simplest items. And people just look at me and go, 'Someone else on the planet is praying for the greatest Mac comp etc etc and you're praying for this?'. Its me, thats me.

So my life, one year older, is looking good by far. I have scratched off purple jelly havaianas and a camera. I have more than I asked for, received little things that meant much more. Every item has its own story but most importantly, I know I am loved. =)

The story of my camera is amazing, because it took a while to the extent I have crossed it off my wishlist as an item I can no longer afford. Today is someone else's birthday, but being the person he is, I was blessed with a camera.

Fourth quarter

Gee...I wish I have more time. But thanks to daylight savings, I lost an hour. For the moment, at least.

Its October, and I have so many plans coming up ahead I do not have sufficient time to prepare. Can't wait till November comes, at the same time I feel really unprepared to face upcoming matters happening all the way throughout this fourth quarter of the year.

I said I will come back, maybe I should. For real.

Okay, I am truly dead now as I just realised I missed out on an assignment.

(empty)

As usual, I kept wanting to update but never could really do so. I will be staring at this blogger page with ideas running around my mind and then, just couldn't bring myself to typing them all out in words as they should be.

Well, the reason is essentially because my blog no longer serve its purpose as a free space for me to really speak my mind.

But, this one time I felt truly disappointed at a person. A person I know I possibly will never voice out whatever negative feelings I have currently towards her -- the blogger metaphor somewhat explains it. I never thought things could have gotten any worse than what damage she has initially done, but again, I am quite capable of proving myself wrong. I really shouldn't let her get into my mind in such a way but she just did, as much as I geared myself to function in a way to occupy my thoughts...she comfortably comes into frame as soon as all things done.

I'm lucky to be not dealing with this issue myself, but it still feels horrible in such a way that my mood has been badly affected.

Till then.

The notion of socialisation

Through interaction with parents and other caregivers, the media, church and wider society, the child acquires the skills, knowledge and values that are the basis of membership of a society
by Partington, 2001, p. 110

What interest me in the notion of socialisation is the expectations parents have for their children, especially those of the lower economic status, "I want a better life for my child. She/he should not be a factory worker like I am. She/he wouldn't make the same mistakes I did when I was younger." This becomes a part of unconscious socialisation where the child is prepared for the adult world. It might suggest a totally different upbringing for the children which often come with a cost of its own. The child might grow up thinking highly of himself, 'too good' for his family friends and peers, and to the extent, looking down at his/her own parents. Soon enough, the life the child wants to lead is a life overlooking others, an intellectual path taken to go further than peers and family.

What about the other side of the coin? Is there room for the child to understand the effort his/her parents put in to provide the basic necessities of his life? Can the child be proud of the parents, at the same time, strive to be the very best he could? I hate to tell a child that his/her parents are not a professional and thus, not worthy as a contributing member of the society. A cleaner plays an important role in the society and should be seen equivalent to professions such as doctors. One cleans the paths in which others travel on whereas another cleans wound of others. Technically, they both clean and only after the cleaning, other members of the society can progress with their lives. Some might disagree but these, again, are just views that came onto my mind.

What are children learning nowadays? Personally, I wish I am the perfect child, hopefully be the perfect mother in future and more so, become the perfect childhood educator. Then again, which human is perfect?