Yeah! After some months, this deserted blog has finally rose from the dead! I've decided to blog more frequently than ever so as to improve my writing as well as enhance my reflective skills.
Today's topic for pondering is the Higher Mother Tongue class. Well, I am so much relieved to manage to get rid almost all emotional tensions and obstacles I've been holding to this subject since last year. I feel longer coerced to do all the assignments, but the innumerable pile of projects and tests affect much to the punctuality of my assignments' submission. At least that is still considerable as long as I put my best (or very near to the very best) effort.
Nobody likes homework. That old maxim of lazy schoolboys illustrates, while the degree is not to that extreme, why a lot of my fellow HMT classmates are aggrieved with this subject. At the rate of at least one composition and one comprehension a week, most students, who now tend to spend their time in the front of their gadgets more than their sleeping time, would find the challenge obtrusive. After doing some personal research, this thing can be anticipated just by creating a well-prioritized time management and sticking to it without failing. However, the real is never as perfect as the form, just like what Plato says; it means more while dealing with procrastination and nonchalant mentality.
Considering priority, some highly critical minds have assessed (although also be largely biased with general opinions) that this subject is not of the utmost importance for the future. It is wise to say that nobody knows what future might bring, but in a highly-organized and systemized system, it makes stronger point to argue that the subject is part of the system, so there are some unfavorable consequences waiting ahead if the expectation is not met. Nonetheless, even some big hearts cannot accept that sort of reasoning and assume confidently that they have their own aces car to excel in the system.
Morally and ethically, it is better to do all the tasks if that is for the sake of empathy, avoiding hurting others and maintaining good relationship with some people. However, the effect of number plays an important role in emotion. Mathematically, x minus x square will never produce a positive result. With this assumption, the good herds on the field still have to withstand to emotional effect the bad herds instill in the shepherd. Being agonized by the communal effect, it is a fretting trial to last in terms of perfection and obedience. However, in this very pragmatic society, would tough people really last longer than tough times do?
Grudges and disappointments recur, but the memories cannot be reverted. Like Nietzsche said, 'even god struggles in vain against boredom.' Would the purity of an aging will be restored? How can you refresh yourself if you have already known the highest limit you can go as well as foresee the collapse of your standard? It would be harder if it involves a bunch of people you work with for granted. The spark to push all fronts to the limit might still be there, but the tenderness might fade, both in the heart and in the brain.
On the other hand, it is sometimes harder to relearn what you have learnt as a child than learn something completely new. You have to be either a mental savant or a tireless worker to achieve the point of eradicating all previous assumptions; the hill is steeper if the process concerns the language of your thought. It is still possible though much devotion and contact with others who are proficient in that subject are required. The question is, is there a room to embrace the latter while your life has been so differentiated and complicated with works and deadlines? It is good to learn by the book, but it is better to learn with a heart, not by heart.
Dazed and confused people might become in this interminable cycle. Actually, a solution for stagnation is very simple: change the way you live. But some people are just haplessly trapped, unintentionally inducing more woes. Moving on to another simple solution, bear with it. It is very lucky that you know when a hurdle is over and you can go to and beyond that point. While it is inexorable to shy from misadventures and tempestuous conflicts, the unluckiest one is never the one who has the key for both sides of the door. The latest point strongly reminds me of the importance of education in the area of succession. How it is pitiable to pray for our ancestors' bones to rise and return to lead us.
With such ruminations, I decide to bear with the HMT class and give my best ability to overcome it.