~~Shooting for the Moon~~
Just watched the film by jack neo today. Wonderful show, and I really could relate to the emotions, the problems that the teachers faced. alot of times, you are doomed to being hated, like the teacher Mr Fu. He is undoubtably passionate. But he fails because he did not praise the students enough. But praising students, does it really work?
If you trea tthe students well, you are assuming they will appreciate. But will they? Or will they take your weakness as a sign of weakness? This is an issue not addressed by Mr Neo. Can you really get normal tech classes to settle dwn like in the movie? I dunno, but my guess is not very.
Its really cyclical, you scold for them to keep quiet, but the more you yell, the louder they become. Or you keep your voice low, and they do not respond at all.
You are damn if u do and damn if u don't.
Damn
~} Moonshine
Hey world, I'm back with my deep dark musings. Obviously, this is not a feel good blog. Nor is it a chirpy bubbly blog that will bring additional cheer to your life.
Nope, this blog shall be my private dump site for my intellectual (i.e dumb) musings.
Lets talk about this poem.
(From the movie "In Her Shoes) :
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear no fate (for you are fate, my sweet)
i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;
which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder thats keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
- e.e cummings-
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Wonderfully sweet poem, is it not? But what love is it talking about? The love that occurs between young lovers? The love that blossoms between a husband and a wife? Or a simple kinship bond that comes as a given between family members?
I think that this poem can mean all kinds of love, simply because to love, means to give all your heart. And if that is true, all love would be one and the same won't it?
~} Moonshine
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