I had a teacher once in my primary school who compared myself to my sister and brother who later went to boarding school and the high achieving secondary school in Bangi. The teacher said something like, tgk abang kakak kamu, kamu nak jd apa? Along the lines of that.
I wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, never really had any motivation or urgency to learn.
But now, after acing several subjects. Scoring top in class in some subjects throughout secondary and university, the teacher's words still resonate in the cavity which is my soul.
I'm not angered, nor am I emotionally scarred. I have always been quite unbothered by other people during school and university. I'm very much proud that my brother and sister are academically gifted.
But the words live on, probably as a living reminder to myself, a teacher. That words have more than vibrations that waft into thin air. It leaves a mark, not all times, but it does at times. And that's enough a reason to mind what I say.
I've had my fair share of anger-infused chiding sessions. It does nothing but harm to myself and the receiving party. I'm a bit calmer now. But, I have a long way to go.
I must mind what I say.
(Abdul Fattah Jusoh Facebook)
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