Thursday, July 28, 2005

Changes

Tiring week. New developments in my gauzy life...
Just went for orientation at NIE.
Can't believe that I'll soon have to start this dual life- student and teacher.
How did my colleagues cope.
Everything just felt so surreal...
So unprepared for TP, for lectures, for exams etc...
Well. Not good.

Just read blogs of friends...
Feel the hurt and the gladness...
Changes...
Everyday unfolds something new.. new emotions, new thoughts, new doubts.
Remembered what my sis used to say "The only thing that is constant is change itself"
Indeed. Every day screams changes.

Just like what my students like to do each day.
Today, he likes to tear papers. One hour later, he wants bite through toys. He might be toppling chairs soon, or making wreck out of the radio.
Today, he likes to spit into people's hair. Later, he wants to pinch your arms, grab your legs, smack your face. He might be making the smooching sound next.
Today, he wants to pluck the plants. Soon, he wants to put his ears on the vending machine. He might be throwing a tantrum and stamping his feet later.
How do we cope, how should we react...
Today, I might decide to be nice and let them off with a frown.
Later, I might wag my finger and issue a warning.
Next, I might scream their heads off and throttle them. Verbally.

The unknown
The unpredictable
The unexpected
The unforgettable.

Guess that's why I never really liked political science.
It is current. It changes fast. It requires constant follow-up.
That's why I love history.
Its the past. Its probably not gonna change. I don't need to follow new news everyday, every hour, every minute.
I could delve into the books.
And read whenever I want. Find what I want.
History is safe.

Hmm... Not sure what I'm driving at... no coherent train of thoughts.
Changing even through the course of writing a teeny blog.
What's more, one's life?

Saw changes in friends' lives and minds.
Witnessed changes in mine.
Watched changes in my students'.

Not sure I like changes...
But like so many things in this world- beyond our will and control,
it can't be helped.

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