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Thursday, February 16, 2006
Understanding Life Through a Child's Eye
I remember one scene from the movie "face/off" , the part where caster troy's(nicholas cage) house was raided by the FBI .....at gun-shooting fights, the director john woo was projecting the scene of a little boy... ears covered in headphone to an old song which goes.. - "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" by Arlen Harburg
one of the best cinematography i've ever seen in a movie ....
the director was trying to show the incident through the boy's view....
u have to watch it to understand...

How does a child view the basic concept of life?

LOVE

....i was watching "Love Actually" on astro yesterday ...there was a scene of a dad and his son....conversing about love...dad was surprised to learn his son admitted he had just fallen in love.....and he said.."it's impossible....you couldn't possibly know what love is"

It's not a new thing we hear in primary schools...where a boy/girl confess that they like someone..."kite suke la kat awak"....."suke" might not be as strong as "love".....but looking at the basic concept ....love is too about attraction.....so they probably do understand love ...more than they understand hurt/pain/rejection....being kids..so pure and honest...they choose to just tell out their feelings without thinking of consequences being rejected or mocked by the other party......
or..probably they do understand pain/hurt....if so they choose not to tell the girl/boy that they like them....they will keep on feeling those rush inside...and to them...that might be painful or hurtful?
naturally kids strive for love from their parents and family....
the older we grow the more we tend to hide what's inside of mind..what's inside of heart



BEAUTY

i once watched a documentary on how children decipher beauty..a test was run on a toddler where 2 pictures of respectively a pretty woman and a not-so-pretty woman was displayed, the child seems to draw his attention more on the prettier woman ..just like adults....even a toddler can come attracted to beauty ...
but if you try to approach kids...and they don't like you..jangan la terasa plak nooooo....it could just be your body odour....
*kids love me...echeh!...hahaha



ROLEPLAYING

little girls child's play would usually be the typical "main masak-masak" or "main kawen-kawen" or "main make-up make-up"....generally the things that they are bounded to be stucked with when they grow old.....
while little boys immitates every being of heroic characters they ever come across with...."captain planet" , "gaban" , "kesatria baja hitam" , "spiderman" , "batman"...tak pernah pulak terdengar ade budak nak jadi "sin chan" or "doraemon" or any weaker character.....
the point is....boys role always revolves around becoming a hero , becoming the man, the person who takes charge of things, and the girls always want security, self-esteem, to be taken care of, needs a hero to protect them...ironic to see life's design which was naturally brought upon us...what's the point of defying?



SEXUALITY

A rather sensitive issue for some....adults always tend to protect kids from being exposed to sexual-related contents...they do not realize that kids are exposed or learning to decipher sex even at home ...well-protected and filtered from outside material ...and the word sex is a 'taboo' and forbidden...

but sooner or later it will come to them eventually..only we do not know where and how they will first encounter sexual knowledge....in school?...from friends?....porns?...why look for answers outside when things are building up around the home itself....for instance ....displays of affection between husband and wife...touching...and kissing ...and intimacy ...in our community ...do we regularly see this happening in family institutions?.....most couple would say "not infront of the kids"....we might not think the kids will decipher this as sexually as we do(this explains why couples refuse P.D.A)...but don't you think the kids will decipher that intimacy happens only between a MAN and a WOMAN....



let's just say...our son watches porn with his friend...and it happens to be a gay porn....it's his first sexual exposure....it could be confusing and stimulating at the same time ....do you think it'll end there?...won't he be fantasizing later on for who knows what his fantasy would turn out to be like? .....so the informal sex education helps people...

DREAMS

"que sera sera...whatever we'll be we'll be"....
i've heared lots of different answers when a child was asked about their ambition....
a BOY said he wanted to become a stewardess - a woman flight attendant
my little cousin said his option is between a lorry driver and a doctor...
i myself have only heard of few job options which is commonly...doctors, engineers, lawyers, scientist....
i wanted to become a doctor...and then it was a scientist :first to invent cure and antidote for AIDS ...and then astronaut....to be the first to pass through "black-hole"...and a few other ideas which crosses between fantasy and reality...i will not mention all of it here...up until now...it still changes according to my latest and current passion....
if i were to choose....i would want to stay a bummer and a dreamer....
a child has that luxury....to dream...to fantasize ...to think outside of boundary....to be imaginative...creative.....kids scribble and paint wherever they can....on the walls....on papers...on notebooks....
they are drawn to colours....and playground......
they play toy guitars... air-guitars....and they're rock stars one day and they're a superhero another day....in video games ....they can become many different characters
but there will come a point where grown-ups will interfere and say..."stop dreaming..it's not real....get back to your books and study and do your homeworks....if not, you'll get a scolding from your teacher".....
there will come a point where we really do stop dreaming ....and focus....



HUMILIATION

If a kid falls down and trip infront of you or a number of people...don't stare, gag, scream or panic ....act like nothing happened...because they will first pause and look around them....to see our reaction...if you act like you care....they'll start on a small cry ...and later burst out crying like hell...if you just act cool....they will get up ....and then start playing again...
perhaps they understand humiliation more than they understand pain don't they?...:)
saje manje..ngade2...nak attention orang besar je tu....
but of course..if you see wounds or blood on them....panic like you are about to be washed away by tsunami OK....do not act cool ....do not try those at home...!
and do not come about blaming me for the tips....:)



i can't believe i wrote this long.....there will always be more....
i'm no expert in these matter..just a matter of personal opinions and on how i perceive how it would be for a child to understand life ....surely they have a loooonnngg way to go....
posted by RaNdoMHEarTsOfArMylla @ 2/16/2006 11:01:00 AM 

14 Comments:

Blogger bertique said...

this is funny, and scary. i was having similar thought last night, late last night when i was driving back home from office.

too many things happened, and sometimes we dont realised it. and it's interesting to see how we made up my mind masa kecik dulu. most of the time, we follow our friends and most of the time biler tanya pasal cita2 - sre doktor, peguam et all.

and during that time, kita tak sabar2 nak besar. we want the money so that we could spent it to buy the mainan yg kita nak.

now, biler dah ada duit. we changed. we want to be kids again. no one to answer to, keep on dreaming, doing nothing but just play.

different perspective, looking at the same event over time will definitely give you a totally abstract mind boggling picture of life.

beautiful. b-e-a-u-TIFUL!

Thu Feb 16, 03:08:00 PM  
Blogger RaNdoMHEarTsOfArMylla said...

bertique
i got an inspiration this morning...between dreaming and waking up ....slept at wee hour...wake up early and just on my notebook and started writing....

guess i'm on the verge of moving to another phase ...graduating soon and i'll start working...

part of me wanting to end this whole studying process...and to work...and to earn my own money....but knowing a glimpse of the 'pit' i'm throwing myself in....i feel like holding back....

so just maybe the wonderful years was back when i was a child....but then again..not everybody has a good childhood memory...:)

zuhri
hehehe..hey hey...mase kecik2 bukan i decide to wear whatever i wear k...baju sume mak beli...so perhaps mase kecik2 dulu mak bapak i berangan nak suh i jadi model swimwear kot....tapi besar tak jadi2 gak..maka mereka pun kecewa...lalu give up...lalu suruh i jadi engineer...kot la kan...u have to ask them...:P
mom used to tocang my long hair everymorning before school...rambut pjg sampai pinggang pun pernah...
my dad tak kasi potong...
one day..i just took the scissors and cut my hair...
time solat jemaah with my parents...my dad saw my hair lepas bukak telekung...he didn't say anything....but his face....muke kecewa sgt....kesian plak i tgk dia..i certainly broke his heart..hehehe
citer sejarah plak

Thu Feb 16, 05:08:00 PM  
Blogger pinky angel said...

fuzz anak cine.. yea yea..
anak cine..

Thu Feb 16, 06:33:00 PM  
Blogger RaNdoMHEarTsOfArMylla said...

aku?..anak cina?...mane ade ..memandai je ko...
bapak aku melayu...mak aku ...banjar....
mane ade darah cina...
cheh....igt2 sket..ko pun ade darah banjar gak...
kadak hindak kulaan niring?.....
mambari sarek!!!!hehehe

Thu Feb 16, 08:39:00 PM  
Blogger pinky angel said...

amende ko merepek daa...

kadak bisa basurah banjar, parayan..
kao lah mambari saret bangat! hahahaa..

Thu Feb 16, 10:36:00 PM  
Blogger Cik Puan Muda Stress said...

kecik2 main pistol.
prektis terorism ek?

ke sekarang dah apgred jadi pengebom brani mati?

psst.. i tak reti pakai eyeliner ah. tangan menggigil siutss!! lagipun, mata sepet elok aa pakai eyeliner.. mata i kalau pakai eyeliner, mau orang ingat karisma kapoor sesat lak kang.

hahahahahahahahaha

Fri Feb 17, 01:43:00 AM  
Blogger RaNdoMHEarTsOfArMylla said...

hehehe...ya lor...
my screen name is girlrilaz
pronounced as 'guerilas'...not gorrilaz eh....
so mmg terrorist like skit...

i pengebom...tapi tak berani mati...i pengebom word bombs jer....

hahaha...ala.r.u cari sorang kawan sejati yg boleh pakai kan u eye liner..mcm i...pencil liner senang la..kalau liquid mmg fail!....selalu hmate i fiza pakaikan...
hehe karisma kapoor?..okay what ....daripada kareena kapoor tuh...bibir botox tak hingat!

Fri Feb 17, 02:13:00 AM  
Blogger RaNdoMHEarTsOfArMylla said...

pinky...
yelar...aku tak tak reti speaking banjar..huhuhuh
mak aku tammo ajar...
tu sebab aku nak revenge ambik french ke ape ke...
mandarin kita haritu hancur...pergi kelas tak gi exam kan!
hahahhaa

Fri Feb 17, 02:26:00 AM  
Blogger bertique said...

so i thought.

it's because of the graduating soon syndrome ;). working life is not that teruk la i tell you, or probably ala2 studying sket but far from our childhood day.

the secret of stress free life is not to compare yourself with others. biasa la kita slalu pressure kalau kengkawan dpt A in certain subject, or they secured a job in MNCs katakan. but, who cares? so long that we are happy and progressing with the kind of job we have - then, it's good enough.

not sure whether you've heard the carrot, egg and coffee bean story or not. it's the story abt adversity. there's one time a daughter complaining abt how tough life was for her to her father, and then her father took carrot, egg and ground coffee bean to her with boiling water. after a few minutes her father fished the carrot, egg and ground coffee bean out.

and explained that each of them had faced the same adversity, boiling water, but each reacted differently. The carrots went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. But after being subjected to the boiling water, they softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But after sitting through the boiling water, the insides became hardened. However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.

morale of the story:
1. Are you the carrot that seems hard, but with pain and adversity do you wilt and become soft and lose your strength?
2. Are you the egg, which starts off with a changeable heart? Were you a fluid spirit, but after difficult times, have you become hardened and stiff. Your shell looks the same, but are you tough with a stiff spirit and heart?
3. Or are you like the coffee bean?
The bean changes the hot water, the thing that is bringing the pain. When the water reaches it's peak temperature, it just tastes better.

emm did i just wrote another entry here? hahahaa

Fri Feb 17, 08:51:00 AM  
Blogger Angel Eyes said...

alahai, comeyyy nye dia... cute!

Fri Feb 17, 01:56:00 PM  
Blogger mental muz said...

We will always cheerish memories.

"Raya dulu-dulu lagi meriah, sekarang..."
"Apalah budak2 sekarang ni, aku dulu..."
"Best nye time sekolah dulu...."

The thing is, most of the time we forget about the present. That in 10 years time, we will be missing this moment like we miss childhood now.

Fri Feb 17, 07:50:00 PM  
Blogger RaNdoMHEarTsOfArMylla said...

bertique...
hehe...it's a good story...
i don't know which category i fall into...but indeed i'm all three ..depending on circumstances...:)
egg go stiff...good one...hehehe

iris...
huh?...
seriously i'm thinking hard *kening aku berkerut2...
pretty please remind me...of that something funny...was it me?...
alah..since when you're so nice...
cpt...what is it about?..i rarely see you kat rumah....spill it here!..now!...ko nak jadi pemalu cam alfie time kat rumah hana tu ker?...

angel eyes...
hehehe...thank you...*blush...
but masa kecik je la....
pstt...that's why i wish i was a kid again...hahahah

muz
yes yes....true indeed...
ape ek...
list me the things that you will certainly miss in 10 years time!...
come on everybody..participate in this one!...

mine...i will miss:

1.hormone imbalance
2.weird clothings, piercings, hairstyles and colouring(and people seeing my strands of hair perhaps)....
3.FAtherandMAther scholarship...hehehe
4.friends who was once young and achieve and screw together
5.parents being young
6.using any sorts of student privilege
7.laughing at reality shows insanity
8.being tech savvy

list goes on...i'll blog about this in 10 years time i suppose
hahaha
provided that i still blog...or perhaps bloggin will be one of the things i'll miss in 10 years...

Sat Feb 18, 02:28:00 AM  
Blogger Wong Ah Beng said...

:)

Tue Feb 21, 02:47:00 AM  
Blogger RaNdoMHEarTsOfArMylla said...

zuhri
can i stay young AND have lots of money instead?....i'm sure you want that too riteee?...no no no no no don't lieeeee

la femme...
ahh sudah!....
don't follow me to late night mamak lagi!
ur casa villa's cast out from ...now!

wab
is that how you smile?

:/ this is how i smile...

Tue Feb 21, 03:55:00 AM  

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