3.01.2011

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There's something invigorating about coming back to something you have forgotten, taking time (so precious) to do what you love, even if you'll regret it later. There are some things in life that i know, and most things that i do not know: but this, that when i'm waking up in the morning tomorrow and i cannot wake from a crusty-eyed slumber, that i stayed up the night before: not starting my essay, not finishing my spanish questions but thinking, and reflecting, which i think is more important than you're everyday school assignment.
Teachers want you to grow and develop into a functioning and successful participant in the interdependent world, or that's at least what the keep telling me. As a hopeful teacher myself, i want kids to grow up with passion: maybe it's not for doing assignments and that's all right: everyone has their own forte and sometimes it doesn't involve memorization skills and a pen. I know that i shouldn't be saying that people can find their passions anywhere, because there will be one smart-ass who says their passion is sitting in front of the television all day and eating junk food. Well, except the mindless Babbitts of our society, people who discover and follow new passions are what change and shape our world. Passions for entertainment, or social networking, or language, or math, or creating, or destroying: each of these things are needed in a balanced society.
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate; 30
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

T.S. Eliot's "J.Alfred Prufrock"

Just food for thought. Nom. Nom. Nom. Valerie.