Monday, 25 June 2012

Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother

This is indeed a great book which talks about how a Chinese parents are better at raising kids than Western ones. But, instead, it's a bit of clash of cultures. Amy Chua, as an immigrant striver, determined to make a better life for herself and his family, especially her daughters. The central tenet of Chinese parenting- that children gain confidence by being good at things, and the only way to be good at things is to work at them. This statement is quite hard to argue with.

But, in my point of view, i really agree with her way of raising kids in a certain circumstance.  Somehow, I really hope Amy Chua were my mother(XD), so that i can be excellent in music and also academic. For your information, these are some things that Amy's daughters were never allowed to do:
  • Attend a sleepover
  • have a playdate
  • be in a school play
  • complain about not being in a school play
  • watch TV or play computer games
  • choose their own extracurricular activities
  • get any grade less than an A
  • not be the no. 1 student in every subject except gym and drama
  • play any instrument other than the piano and violin
  • not play the piano or violin
ps: Can you see how strict she is? But, I think it is worth enough if these can lead a kid to success.

Comparing Amy Chua to my mother, of course my mother is not as strict as her. At least, my mother is a little tiger mother too.  Among the 10 not-to-do-list, my mom did 5 of them. Haha! But some of those she did were not lasted after a sickness struck on me. Perhaps on that time, I think that it was a relief for me as to not able to achieve what she wanted or I should say without her forcing, I did not work as hard as before.

Seeing her daughters able to perform in concerto, I wonder if I could ever have such a chance. If I were to practice 6 hours of piano playing per day, I think I could make a difference.

After reading the letter of Amy's elder daughter to her, I know her way of raising her up is not bad at all. Proven tat her daughter is glad that Amy and her husband raised her the way she did. Her strict parenting forced her to be more independent and taught her that even creativity takes effort. She said, "The desire to live a meaningful life is universal."( Yes, so true!)

One more sentence of hers touched my heart - If I died tomorrow, I would die feeling I've lived my whole life 100 percent. And for that, Tiger Mom, thank you."

Deep inside my heart, I hope my mom was really a Tiger Mother before. If she were, I think things definitely will be different now.

Tuesday, 10 April 2012

Friendship

Recently, i have watched a contemporary theater show called "Sandcastle". This was the first time of watching a life theater show and it really meant so much to me. In the show, the focus falls on three best friends. They study together, discuss their future together, play their favorite Dota and football game together, plan their graduation trip together.

 I wonder if i have one now.

Their friendship starts to raise to a peak where they quarrel because of an scholarship issue - the status and privilege of the bumi putera. It is actually a misunderstanding. But, it is strong enough to ruin the friendship.

 I related myself to the scholarship issue... And Friendship is just like the sandcastle. I wonder if our friendship is just like the sandcastle.



Three of them went through a lot of things, created a lot of meaningful and happy memories. When they reached the peak of Mount Kinabalu before the quarrel, they promised each other to hike this Mountain again in 10 years later and see what have they changed and become to. But now, is their friendship as fragile as this? Are they going to befriend again? It left a question mark for us.

What is the differences between the current me and the future me? Should i care about the friendship that i do not know is it worth enough for me to try and pull it back together again? Should i look without seeing the ego, pride and ignorance in it? I thought we are strong and similar enough to be together. But, we gradually walk apart. We gradually think differently. We are no longer as close as before. We walked from a straight road to a fork. We walked the different path, that i have realized it earlier and yet, i can do nothing on it because i doubt if you would  return when i turn back.

You have given me enough hope and i have given you a high expectation. But you failed to fulfill what a simple thing that a friend should fulfill- care. You have insulted me, you have brought me into a dark night that i could hardly fight for the day time. Because i am hoping and disengaging from hope. 

All this day, I have tried to be neutral to everyone, not to get insulted or to make people judge me with bad perception. But sometimes, even if u try something so hard, it will still turn out in another way round. 

I, therefore, should close my heart and lock it inside. This happens with reasons.

Friday, 13 January 2012

2012



新的一年又到来了。虽然我很不想我的年终假期就这么完了,但是我不能不面对现实。

2012年的1月1号,很特别的没有在看烟花下度过。我2012的新年是呆在他家,和他品尝沙巴茶度过的。哈哈!特别吧=p 我希望每一年的这一天我们都能一起度过。我并不渴望于烟花还是什么的,只要简简单单、开开心心的一起度过就心满意住了。:)

新的一年,我写下了一些目标(透露一些而已):
1)要乐观
2)至少学会煮八道菜
3)每个星期读两次新闻
4)存钱(至少rm4500)
5)每个月读两本额外的英文fiction book(新年假期例外)
6)今年的考试要考取pointer 3.87 以上。
7)再次去槟城走走(其实也另有目的 XD)

刚回到学校不久就开始倒数回家的天数。哈哈。期待着华人新年的到来。遗憾的是,他并没有新年假期T.T。 决定了新年后一定要带许多年货回来吃。

开学了,我每天都在想的是几时可以放学。也许太久没有上课了吧,总觉得特别的累。不过今年的课程表也挺满的。这个sem 的活动与上课credit hours 也特别多。就单单在这半年里,我就要考试,制作杂志、参加两个camping、表演shakespeare的King Lear play(performe in verse), English Language Society的种种活动、assignment、等等。。。。。。

2012年,我希望所有我爱的人、我珍惜的人都要过得健健康康、快快乐乐、平平安安。大家都要非常有福运的。还有我们都能跨越一切的困难、铲除一切的三障四魔,得到绝对的幸福。

祝大家新年快乐!

Friday, 25 November 2011

Random writing

I went for a gathering with some old friends. It has been a long time i didn't meet with some of them. I could see some differences on them but still they are still "childish" in their way of talking with us just as before. This is their characteristic which shows their special personalities. It reminds me the life i used to have in my secondary school life. The topics of Chemistry, Biology, Physics are no longer my part of life. They are far far apart from me and maybe i am relief to stay away from these science subjects. Some said economy, pengajian am and host of others art subjects that are found in form 6 art class and i think i am wise enough for not choosing these subjects as i have totally zero interest in that. Well, I felt some feeling is lost that i could not help but remain silent. I know the feeling wouldn't come back and it will become a wall for us, slowly becoming thicker and thicker. I am afraid that there is one day that when we meet but we couldn't recognize each other.

Sincerity- I see none on many of the people. In many time, I think of a friend-a friend that i used to appreciate a lot and the only friend that i cried for. I felt sad and heartache of losing a friend as such situation. But i appreciate everything that you had helped me. Never will i forget about it because you are indeed a special friend for me. I hope your problems will be solved soon and we can be closed friend again soon.

I felt upset perhaps because of your attitude. You made me really felt the selfishness of mankind. It is so true that I can see it clearly one incident by one incident. Enough! I tell myself to stop being upset of someone that is not worth for me to do so. Yes, I have been trying hard since some while.

I do not like to lend my books to anyone again. I am angry with those people who do not appreciate books, appreciate knowledge. Why can't they keep the book nicely since the book is not belonged to them???

I do not know why i think like that all in a sudden. I think that life is so tiring, so why we have to born to be human and suffer from the tiredness of life? If I was never exist, then what life would be? But, I will for sure miss a lot of interesting part of life.

I miss him and i can't wait any longer for him to come back. But why my assignment is torturing me?? Why i can't get rid of assignment even it is a holiday? I think i would rather having the semester exam than having holiday work...arggh....

Thanks for your sudden messages. You made me felt that even i am studying alone outside, i still have the caring from an "old" friend. Thanks for cheering me up on that very day.

Sunday, 30 October 2011

Not blissful enough?? No! Be Grateful!

Actually, i m blissful enough compared to many others.

1.I have a warmth family with two healthy parents, 1 brother and 1 sister.
2.There are people loving and caring me. (Parents, family and beloved)
3.My parents are willing to let me put on braces that cost me 9K.
4.I can back home (by flight or my dad come & fetch me)whenever there is school holidays.
5.I do not suffer from starving.
6.I consume and use branded food and living accessories.(mostly Amway, Vincci)
7.I have doggy and puppies as my favourite pet at home.
8.I have the chance to learn a lot of skills since i was a kid(drawing,dancing,singing,playing piano,dragon dance instrument.....)
9.I have the chance to study in local college which cost me zero fees.
10.My parents always bring me out to explore the other place by traveling.(although it is just by locally)

There are still many more evidences to show that I am blissful.
But, many of you are as blissful as me or may be more blissful than me.
So, do not say that you are the poorest and the worst one, think of what you have and be grateful of whatever you have. Appreciate it and never complain. You yourself are one of the most blissful persons in this world.

Tuesday, 11 October 2011

Ballad of Birmingham (1969)

I personally like this poem very much the moment i read it as it made me felt heartache of the situation. How can you accept the leaving of your child forever? I relate to it as there were lots of cases happened around where people lost their precious life in accidents or by other causes. The feeling is just like this poem, the painfulness that cannot be measured or understood by the outsider except the closest family members itself. It had been a hard time to know those bad news especially when it happened to be at my own hometown. I never stop questioning myself that why could such things happen? Why? Why? It is true that i had taken some time to sort out my feelings but now this poem brings all my feelings back.

"Mother dear, may I go downtown
Instead of out to play,
And march the streets of Birmingham
In a Freedom March today?"

"No, baby, no, you may not go,
For the dogs are fierce and wild,
And clubs and horses, guns and jails
Aren't good enough for a little child."

"But, mother, I won't be alone.
Other children will go with me,
And march the streets of Birmingham
To make our country free."

"No, baby, no, you may not go,
For I fear those guns will fire.
But you may go to church instead
And sing in the children's choir."

She has combed and brushed her night-dark hair,
And bathed rose petal sweet,
And drawn white gloves on her small brow hands,
And white shoes on her feet.

The mother smiled to know that her child
Was in the sacred place,
But that smile was the last smile
To come upon her face.

For when she heard the explosion,
Her eyes grew wet and wild.
She raced through the streets of Birmingham
Calling for her child.

She clawed through bits of glass and brick,
Then lifted out a shoe.
"O, here's the shoe my baby wore,
But, baby, where are you?"




ps: have to work on this poem for my coursework

Tuesday, 27 September 2011

English Lit.



I think I have fallen in love in English Literature. For all the short stories and poems that I have learned, they are simply too great. It is not just stories, poems, novels that you think of. It means a lot, everything. Reflecting what life is all about, I wonder have you ever relate yourself to the story or the poem itself?

English Lit,simply make you to open up your mind and to think outside the box.
Why William Shakespeare described that her mistress's eyes are nothing like the Sun and coral is far more red than her lips' red? Is that he was criticizing the beauty of her mistress? Or he was just telling us that he liked her in the way she was but not her beauty? In "The Disappearance" by Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni,why she could just walked away from the family, leaving her small kid and husband behind? Is that she want freedom? Is that she doesn't love her family because of the arranged marriage? See, it makes you to think a lot.

Out of the questions above, you can even relate yourself into the story, the poem and even the novel. Do you ever think these way after reading them: Can you accept arranged marriage? Do you ever think of how you are going to raise your child in future or what kind of mother you want to be? English Lit really means a lot.



What impress me is my lecture of English Studies. She is creative, indeed. She made us to create a courtroom scene based on a certain situation for a short story. She made us to examine the portrait by Pablo Picasso titled "Woman Ironing" and imagine the woman looking up and speaking to us then write down she might say to us as one of the activities after the "I Stand Here Ironing" short stories. I still remembered she asked us to draw a poster to capture a scene representing the whole story. She even asked us to think of ourselves was the main character and from that, wrote a letter to her to reveal every feelings and ask for help. How creative she is!



Right now, I am waiting for the book "King Lear" by William Shakespeare to arrive. I have never read a play before and I have to prepare myself for the next year "King Lear"role play performance. It is a challenging project for us.

Isn't that English Literature interesting? We also learned what inspired an author or poet to write. Every author must have something that inspired them to write, perhaps their background. But the most important thing that all the authors did was reading.

Somehow, I regret on giving up reading English books instead of textbook when I was in my secondary school life. Start reading now is the only thing I can do.




Ps: Is collecting books...Dream of having a bookstore or small library soon..