etre et avoir

a very sweet documentary... one that touches abit too close to heart... a career that I will be facing in the near future... shown in a way that it should be, only I know that it will never be so for me...

the innocence of the children, the never-flagging patience of the teacher... both substances that I no longer have or never had in the first place...

teaching a child to wash his hands while teaching another fractions... teaching patience, teaching confidence, teaching independence... teaching each child to be, and not just to have...

Is this what a teacher should be? teaching out of the love from the bottom of your heart... teaching in such a way that it becomes a joy, something priceless, using imagination and only the most basic tools. without the technology of our life... we are reduced to the core of our hearts...

when did we forget that teaching does not mean imparting knowledge? that teaching is nurturing at its very essence?

I felt I was watching a fairy tale...

night sailing

went night sailing last night with a group of friends (excluding P, who refused to go, the anti-social git)

It was a clear night with a huge full moon that's impossibly round. We had a wonderful view of the Boston skyline, all lighted up.

I always loved to be out on the water with the wind blowing... a feeling of freedom, no restrictions. It's a feeling you don't get on ground. Water and wind, flowing and streaming, has an allure that's irresistably present in its infinite forms.

I'll always remember sitting at the tip of the boat, looking out at the broad horizon of lights and towers, freezingly cold but wonderfully free...

:P I think I was an icicle when I got back... with P being the perfect hot water bottle..

plymouth

wanted to talk mmore about Plymouth... the place where the pilgrims were first landed in America (with a Greek Revival like buliding protecting the rock they supposedly landed on *rolls eyes*)

We visited a Plantation that's supposed to be a detailed replica of the first Pligrim village complete with interpreters acting as the exact people that lived there and the replica of Mayflower.

There's alot of effort placed in studying the history of the Pligrims.

Plymouth gave me a feeling of a relaxed coastal town. With a waterfront that resembles a minature San Francisco in a way. Loved the fried seafood dinner and the little sweet shops.

After all we did, I came away vaguely impressed by all the effort put in the maintain the history of the Pligrims, but I know I'll remember Plymouth simply as a touristy seaside town.

Perhaps.. I'm not very interested in this particular history of America? Or am I not very interested in history at all?

Coastal Road Trip

Had a interesting weekend...

went to Providence, RI and Plymouth, MA on Saturday...quite fun...reminded me of the weekend road trips P and I took in Seattle and Vancouver. Driving for ages, and walking around in foreign yet familiar cities. Especially the drive back in the sunset, reminiscence of the drive back from Vancouver, both highways and skies awash in gold and burgundy.

Sunday was spent relaxing at home in the morning, then went to the Mayfair at Harvard Sq in the afternoon. It was fun, carnivalesque in a way. White tents and free tasting and carousals for kids. There's the huge water-bed like thing that I used to love as a child. Alas, I can never play on it now. Dinner was at Porter, sushi rolls :)

All in all... a wonderful weekend... at the expense of P's Pacman, as he is fond to remind me :)