To be, or not to be...

Its a Sunday morning and I wake up at 5am just to get to my part-time job as a tuition teacher. Not that I am complaining, in fact, I kinda like the idea of having a reason to get up in the mornings. Especially if it is paying me well. The job is not as easy as ABC, though. I have to prepare the teaching materials before I enter a class comprising of 20 above naughty monkeys disguised in innocent looking primary school-going kids.

I love to teach. I love to see information I am parting with sinking into their fresh and eager brains. I love to see the result of educating a young mind into a more matured thinking, intelligen­t individual. And, I would love to watch these kids grow into good and productive adults.

Sigh...

How could this happen to me? I knew I always loved kids. God knows how many times I have tried to get into a line where I would be permanently surrounded by younglings. I really don't mind the naughty ones either. To me, the naughty ones are a challenge because where there is mischieve, there is bound to be lots of ideas and intelligence lurking in that fertile mind of theirs. Hence, the making of playful malice.

Yet, after several futile attempts of trying to get into a line of tutoring, baby-sitting, and even trying to enrol into a montessory education, I finally end up in a biomedical field, to become a future scientist, medical investigator or even a medical practicioner. It is like fate is playing a bigger hand here. True, I have passion in my current studies but I also love what I do in the weekends; teaching!

You could say I am very happy individual who is never bored with living simply because I find pleasant surprises at ecah and every turn of event in my life. Yet, the question here is, will all the bliss of teaching kids in the present time turn me into a glum individual if I become the scientist that I am fated to be in the future? Or, do I have the option to do both?

All I can do now is to express my feelings across the net like this and pray that alls well continues well till the end of my mortal journey....

When time stands still..

But it doesn't. So what do we do about it?