Turn back the clock
A step back in time …(hummed along the tunes of Johnny Hates Jazz, 'Turn back the clock')
17th December 2005 – a day I stepped into the backwards of time and recaptured a lost era of my lifetime … through my school reunion … ten years after leaving the beloved corridors of my alma mater, SMSJ.
It’s amazing to step into the dinner at Holiday Villa that evening, seeing the old school mates, and to know how the others have moved on, especially when I took a path less traveled and lost touch with everyone else. We have people from all over, Switzerland, London, Australia, Dublin and many other destinations, which very much reflects upon the wonder of being a part of the Subang Jaya community, the can-do spirit and of course the rich & privileged people.
What I mean to say is that, despite where we all are now, far or near, married or available, rich or poor … all our paths are traced back to the same place … the old stomping ground, the hallowed halls, the distant memories & sounds that used to fill each day of our lives at one point. The trials, lessons & triumphs from a juvenile, yet fundamental part of growing up in the small world, sheltered from the hardness and real world outside.
Of course, looking back gives the already mentioned nostalgia & paths, but much more than that should be also the teachers whom I met again … and it is indeed true that these are the people who gave their lives in contribution & development of the future leaders in society. It’s much more than just academic education; it’s about shaping the way we all think, the values for hard work, for integrity, for honour and lessons in preparing us to step out of the walls in school. In retrospection, I owed a lot to them for whom & where I am today.
For a long time, I felt leaving SMSJ was the best thing to happen to me because since then, I have blossomed into the confident & outgoing me, which is a vast contrast to my nerdy & shy guy persona then. But to be back there, gives me the good feeling & assurance that there’s a place for the old me, whenever I wished to take a back seat. It’s a warm feeling when we are comfortable with whom we are.
Aah!
PS. It was cool to hear the old songs from the bygone era played from the background; the NKOTB, Johnny Hates Jazz, etc.
17th December 2005 – a day I stepped into the backwards of time and recaptured a lost era of my lifetime … through my school reunion … ten years after leaving the beloved corridors of my alma mater, SMSJ.
It’s amazing to step into the dinner at Holiday Villa that evening, seeing the old school mates, and to know how the others have moved on, especially when I took a path less traveled and lost touch with everyone else. We have people from all over, Switzerland, London, Australia, Dublin and many other destinations, which very much reflects upon the wonder of being a part of the Subang Jaya community, the can-do spirit and of course the rich & privileged people.
What I mean to say is that, despite where we all are now, far or near, married or available, rich or poor … all our paths are traced back to the same place … the old stomping ground, the hallowed halls, the distant memories & sounds that used to fill each day of our lives at one point. The trials, lessons & triumphs from a juvenile, yet fundamental part of growing up in the small world, sheltered from the hardness and real world outside.
Of course, looking back gives the already mentioned nostalgia & paths, but much more than that should be also the teachers whom I met again … and it is indeed true that these are the people who gave their lives in contribution & development of the future leaders in society. It’s much more than just academic education; it’s about shaping the way we all think, the values for hard work, for integrity, for honour and lessons in preparing us to step out of the walls in school. In retrospection, I owed a lot to them for whom & where I am today.
For a long time, I felt leaving SMSJ was the best thing to happen to me because since then, I have blossomed into the confident & outgoing me, which is a vast contrast to my nerdy & shy guy persona then. But to be back there, gives me the good feeling & assurance that there’s a place for the old me, whenever I wished to take a back seat. It’s a warm feeling when we are comfortable with whom we are.
Aah!
PS. It was cool to hear the old songs from the bygone era played from the background; the NKOTB, Johnny Hates Jazz, etc.
posted by Jay @ 20.12.05
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