Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Flashback Post #3
It was 1997 and it was becoming a routine for me to be standing outside the class during lessons either because I didn't have the textbook or did not hand in my homework. This was one of the times, with a small exception I did not hand in my homework because I was not done with it. It was an English essay assignment and it didn't occur to me then that I had an avid interest of writing essays. I happily accepted the punishment having been so immune to it and went out to complete my assignment. I found such joy in weaving the story together and organizing the plot to give it just the right kind of suspense. I wish I could remember what the essay was about. In any case, I soon got back my paper having submitted it late to find that I had been given a generous mark of 30/40 to top my class in the subject. I was mildly surprised but was not too concerned about the results. I had not realized people saw a glimpse of a redemptive factor from being ostracized and started to talk more to me.
I would like to be that way sometimes. In a sense of not being too concerned with the results, but being passionate about doing what I'm doing despite the punishing circumstances. Sometimes there's a reverse effect if you pressure yourself to achieve certain results. Invest more time, energy and attention in understanding the process and the results will follow.
Mantou at 10:57 PM