School officially started on Monday but yesterday was my first lesson. Wham! Accountng. But it was'nt that bad as they are understandable, being more theory based. Financial Accounting should never be made into a subject in the first place. It makes a sane person senile and probably a senile person sane. She looks fierce but she is alright. Her voice reminded me of that eqipment we used to measure velocity, Ticker Tape Timer. Monotonous. But the dots were round and clear. She could really explain herself well and I love the fact that she did the tutorials with us. Hopefully my concepts of Account will change.
I was on the way back to school and along the road, many physically and mentally adults boarded at different stops. I was taken aback at the alarming rate of people with Down syndrome as they boarded from different stops, some in uniform, others in plain clothes holding on to their mother. In fact, one third of the passengers on board were them. My heart really went out to them. I wanted to get past them, to know what they are thinking behind the empty looks they carried on their face. I wish to tell them everything is alright but I doubt they know what is wrong. Their life is so empty and I wish to fill them up with colours, to make their life a little more meaningful. I feel so helpless when I see them. Perhaps they are happier than most of us being less aware of the society in which we are in. But there is still so much to explore. love, marriage, children... and there are times they couldn't even understand what they are scolded for. Things are taken at their face value and in a way, it seems unfair to them because we owe them loads of explainations that can never be understood.
They remind me of my days in college. That was the only better days when together with Chicken pox monster, we visited MINDS, St Joseph Home, Red Cross Home every Wednesday as interact club members. I played with them, together with Yilin, acted like them. If we weren't wearing school uniform, we could have blended in with them. We played soccer and that was a wonderful time. The only thought on my mind was to laugh, to let them score. Their happiness meant the world to me. For the whole 4 hours or so, I was invited into their little world filled with happiness and laughter. I could still remember the first day when I chose my CCA in college. My mind was set on ODAC and Softball but at the end of the day, I was surprised at myself for choosing Interact Club. My impression of Interact club in sec school were not exactly great as I could only see them playing out dedications on V day. Being the outdoor type, it did seemed a little toned down CCA to begin my college life with. But Chicken pox Mon and I agreed that after our high profile days in sec school, we should lie low and enjoy life in another sort of way. I wanted to experience world and there it was. Therefore the interact club. I didn't know how big the impact it would be on us. It makes me appreciate the young, the aged, and the handicapped more. My cousin, Benny seems to be having a conversation with me although he could mumble only a few words at the age of 7. Chicken pox Monster, on the other hand, would graduate in 2 years time to be a professional social worker. Me, I always thought I would be the one, but well... dreams failed me or rather I failed my dreams. I don't hold any stake for the future. Anything can happen. Perhaps, like MINDS, I will open a school for them, making Yilin as my assistant and Flo and Yun as the professional teachers...
Jacqueline
8:37 AM
