2003-02-13 16:42:56石子
Being Twenty Something - 後續篇(二)
(Article from SM3Science97, by EC)
surprised to find 2 lengthy articles about twenty-sth... but that got me thinking... I went to watch a persian movie titled ’Blackboards’ last nite.. after that I went to mamak to have my supper. This indian mamak is just outside an internet cafe. I just think that the cafe might be closing only in the mornings. Once, 3 o’clock in the morning, the mamak was full-house.. A lot of those gangster-looks youngsters here, 4 yrs in this place, I haven’t really seen that..heaps of them playing games in the cafe, or yam-cha-ing at the mamak stalls. The movie was about a group of male teachers crossing the mountainous paths of the remote Iranian Kurdistan region. Carrying large blackboards on their backs, they wander from village to village in search of students. Their persistence are greeted only by slamming doors and windows and uninterested boys who are too busy transporting stolen goods between Iran and Iraq. Those are the real rocky-mountains that I have seen... and they carry the blackboards everywhere, desire to teach anyone seemed to be interested.. but everyone rejects them. The only one student in the film, that is one of the boys who has to travel everyday to carry smuggled goods, was shot by border police soon after he has written down his own name on the blackboard. Looking at those gangster-looks youngsters, I think of our friends who have passed away. Looking at those teachers carrying blackboards wandering at region where impartation of knowledge is considered utmost useless, I think of ourselves. Sometimes thoughts like, those ppl are wasting time, how about giving it to my friends who have no chances anymore? Sometimes I am anxious, as it seems like I have gone no further than my friends even I have got more time, more chances than them. Sometimes I am anxious as, if I am just someone who work diligently, are there any differences between me and those youngsters? I just think that, sometimes, we couldn’t just think of ’ME’.. we have to look around as well.. from our families to those who live at the other side of the earth.. of course, I am very anxious to find someone whom i can relate to, and I am very concerned about trivial stuff in daily life. But the question as what I am supposed to do as a living person standing on the earth being given this much of resources, this much of time, this much of care and love, this much of chances and luck that makes me living in a better condition than most of the rest in the world would always be in my mind. I am not sure if I have made my points clear... just some thoughts.. quite occupied recently, guess that’s why i grumble... ^_^
surprised to find 2 lengthy articles about twenty-sth... but that got me thinking... I went to watch a persian movie titled ’Blackboards’ last nite.. after that I went to mamak to have my supper. This indian mamak is just outside an internet cafe. I just think that the cafe might be closing only in the mornings. Once, 3 o’clock in the morning, the mamak was full-house.. A lot of those gangster-looks youngsters here, 4 yrs in this place, I haven’t really seen that..heaps of them playing games in the cafe, or yam-cha-ing at the mamak stalls. The movie was about a group of male teachers crossing the mountainous paths of the remote Iranian Kurdistan region. Carrying large blackboards on their backs, they wander from village to village in search of students. Their persistence are greeted only by slamming doors and windows and uninterested boys who are too busy transporting stolen goods between Iran and Iraq. Those are the real rocky-mountains that I have seen... and they carry the blackboards everywhere, desire to teach anyone seemed to be interested.. but everyone rejects them. The only one student in the film, that is one of the boys who has to travel everyday to carry smuggled goods, was shot by border police soon after he has written down his own name on the blackboard. Looking at those gangster-looks youngsters, I think of our friends who have passed away. Looking at those teachers carrying blackboards wandering at region where impartation of knowledge is considered utmost useless, I think of ourselves. Sometimes thoughts like, those ppl are wasting time, how about giving it to my friends who have no chances anymore? Sometimes I am anxious, as it seems like I have gone no further than my friends even I have got more time, more chances than them. Sometimes I am anxious as, if I am just someone who work diligently, are there any differences between me and those youngsters? I just think that, sometimes, we couldn’t just think of ’ME’.. we have to look around as well.. from our families to those who live at the other side of the earth.. of course, I am very anxious to find someone whom i can relate to, and I am very concerned about trivial stuff in daily life. But the question as what I am supposed to do as a living person standing on the earth being given this much of resources, this much of time, this much of care and love, this much of chances and luck that makes me living in a better condition than most of the rest in the world would always be in my mind. I am not sure if I have made my points clear... just some thoughts.. quite occupied recently, guess that’s why i grumble... ^_^