When I look into your eyes
I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain
Siren's Song
Monday, October 27, 2003
I don't understand kids nowadays.
Spoke to my student's mother after tuition yesterday, and she updated me on how ghastly little demons tease her daughter in school for simply "now knowing".
I don't believe it one bit. When did such innocent creatures laugh at one another? How is it possible that vicious laughter and malicious words, dripping with black venom, come from them? What happened to those days when children are free to learn at their own pace, free from stifling competition and intellectual bigots? Hell, it used to be bell ring = go home play with masak!
Dolce vita no more, it seems.
"HAHAHAHAH! XXX is so stupid! Everything also dunno one!!"
Yikes.
I won't wanna be at the cutting end of those words. They'll a) tear me apart instantly, or b) eat into me slowly, bit by bit, and go up in a puff of self-condemnation.
How I wanted to protect my student then. That sudden urge to wrap my arms around her, the strong inclination to hurl a rock at those who bully her. Ask those pesky little trashbins of ugly words to install a filter between their numbskulls and foul mouths! Get them to incinerate themselves at Senoko! What utter rubbish! ~!@#$%^&*()
I will help her improve.
I will not let her suffer from such indignance again.
3:32 PM
