Wednesday, April 20, 2011

CHildhood - Homing Pigeon and Christian The LION

My childhood .
Can I say I am homing Pigeon?
I wrote that a friend.
Wha is my childhood?
I came a traditional well defined family . My parents were strict with me. There was always curfew time for me . I never go to chalet ,disco pub and party . My world is simple with family ,Home work place , You listed it .
My dad placed me good school (Seeded) in my generation . You need to queue up to get into the school . That school is a Buddhism school . And well , all my peers went famous secondary school . I was left behind . I was classified as useless in my dad eye because he felt that he invest a lot of me.
I had learned to play piano ,although I depised piano . My grandfather brought that for me . And I don’t even know what is a piano , I love organ , the loud sound . But I don’t know why it turn out to be a piano . I hate piano when my Yamaha teacher would slap my finger as she remind that I had to curl my fingers whenever I play the piano . Thus after every piano lesson it hurts madly .
So I learnt to play the piano and got struck in grade 1. But now I think I want to learn piano back .But when I found out the course, I thought maybe after all , I cannot commit so much in every monthly learning and I had to relearn everything
Well , I shared about my family.
.I guess I cant be bothered to talk thing with my family or anybody already . It is because it had been way of life like this for 30 over years . I guess after been a homing pigeon for so many years , I guess it is very hard to tame the homing lion and then make him to go back to the jungle and fight on his own . Have you read the story of Christian the Lion?He was small cub beening beens a ved from the circus and been brought and then his owner were quite worried when they put him back into the wild. 2 thing can happen . he either died in the wild as nobody had trained him to fight enemies .But I think they did scenario fighthing to train him back to wild . And then after he went to jungle , they fear that he wouldn’t remember them and lost his taming sense. But he didnt . He still remember the 2 people who baby fed him . I cried reading this book .

So either one would be killed Or he would slowly intergrate .So sometimes I imagine there is some prince who saved me and teach me how to hunt and then I can tarzan with him and I can be placed back to the jungle...Circle of life.hahahahahah.. But I dont want to wild beast ,losing my sense of dignity and pride and I think I value and cherish my parents teaching.
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