Oh well..today i just wanna talk about my experiences on wednesday.
Eloise invited me to be a volunteer for a day at some kinderrden because they needed helpers to take care of the children because they are having come major performance at the NUS cultural centre.
What i know is that that kindagarden got alot of branches so they got like so many so many children.
Eloise and i took care of the 3 and 4 year olds...but mostly the 3 year olds.
it started around 8.30 am and ended around 10pm..
The schedule roughly was that the children gather at the kindergarden in the morning then took the bus to NUS then have rehearsal then take the bus back and go home to sleep from 2 to 4.30 then come back at 5 to head to NUS again for the real thing from 7 to 9.30 because of the so many so many performances from ages 3 to 6.
Eloise and i only get the watch abit of the rehearsals full view..
Anws, i wanted to talk about children.
Children? to some it may be something that they really really dread hearing. they just wanna kill them kind.
To some, they just get excited when they see children.
To me, i just love them..and i am going to tell you why..
When i first entered the kindergarden, and the kids came in one by one, they were really all extremely cute! some you can tell will be super cute when they grow up, some only cute at that point of time and some not say very cute la..but most of them are just adorable.
I was a stranger to them at first and i was basically talking to myself.
Not knowing how to relate to them, what to talk about and how to go about making them feel comfortable inorder to talk to me, i just tried my very best to think in their shoes and be who i was 15 years ago.
But i failed at first. they were so so quiet and unresponsive..they just stared at me with their huge sparkling eyes.
(btw, there is this guy that i think super look like eddie if you all know him)
On the bus trip to NUS, i met the 4 years olds and i met this guy that eloise said looked like joseph, his name is kirk...all the bus trips of a total of around 60 min was just basically him and i talking..he was really open as we talked about common topics like ben 10, transformers and stuff as i thought him shadows as to how to make butterflies..etc. He was a really polite boy too!
Skipping to the rehearsals part, as i watched them practice as the song plays with their great looking costumes with many different themes for different groups of kids, the performances were messy..children are like fidgiting around, uncoordinated moves..etc. But overall, it was really very cute too as everyone clap their hands and encouraged the kids despite their failures and the many mistakes. It was good performance..
I asked the kids how was it and are they very scared? They said no..and it was very fun. They can't wait to do it again.
As i sat back and watch the whole scene, i started to think about life.
Life as in the growing up process.
Why is it that as we grow, the many expectations grow with us?
Why is it that as we grow, people demand for more perfection?
Does that mean that as we grow, mistakes should get lesser?
Does it mean that as we grow, mistakes cannot be made and it will just disappear?
Shouldn't performances be something that is fun and exciting? of course i know we must show the results...but at the end of the day what is the thing that lasts? the medal? or the experience?
As i see how anxious and proud the so many parents can be when they pick their kids up,
i started to compare..what will happen in 10 years time for them?
will the parents still treat them the same?
This, really saddens me.
As time passes and i had to help the kids to open their food and bringing them to the toilet and helping them do their businesses and change their clothes, these started to pay off a little by a little.
They started to open up to me.
I started to teach them a new game and played with them, talked to them, read to them..etc while waiting for the bus to come.
They started to come to me for help and shared with me issues like who bully who and who push who kind of thing.
The amazing thing was that they can be angry with each other, showing their faces of anger and guilt, but the next moment they can be ok and happy with one another again.
This point really touches me because the world of children reall differs from the world of the adults.
Not only are the issues different, the people also get changed and get shaped because of age.
I dunno whether you can call it a good thing or not.
We tend to conceal our feelings. We can show that we are good friends with the other party but actually we dislike them deep inside.
Sometimes i do feel that we are like hypocrates.
We always try to only show our happy and good side even if we are angry and sad.
I have no idea why..don't normal human beings have feelings?
I guess it may be due to pride and face.
In the children's world, even when the adults scold them and they got scared by them, or any random kid dislike any of the teachers for example, I realise that once that teacher or the adults treat them nicely and better, they will do the same.
I think this is something that all of us have to learn from.
Some may argue that this is because the kids forgot about the incident.
But i choose to believe that they forgave the person who wronged them very easily and do not hold any grudges.
Don't you think this is just amazing?
I dunno why i started to relate to the kids to old people too...
These two groups of people are people who require the most concern and help.
Why?
Because they are the most vulnerable ones and get cheated very easily especially in the complexity of the world as some might say.
The children are unable to take care of themselves and do basic activities and stuff like peeing, helping them to climb the stairs and stuff..
Oh! The one thing that i saw was that the kids were holding the hands of their friends...they do not bother whether he/she is a guy or a girl..and i thought it was really very cute because they were all so happy to be with their friends..as they try to cheer those who are crying and unhappy up, trying to stand up for the right thing and to prevent their friends from getting bullied..
But as we grow up, all these things starts to blur...
And i myself get into this confusion...
The world of children is just so clear cut and simple.
Even though they might be living in the same world as all of us, they are also living in another world. In their very own little world.
You may think this is just being unrealistic and childish..but i think, the world of children is just amazing.
I guess thats why Jesus loved the little children too.
Someone once told me, "life is complicated."
But i still believe that life is simple. Only if you believe it to be so..because, you once lived a simple and happy life.
God loves you
