You see, when I was a kid (ahh...you see, such things start young), I was (and still am)totally art-less minded and my art teacher actually called my parents up to say that I had trouble colouring and keeping within the lines. I think this problem still exists. I don't know but I hope I've got other abilities and talent that make up for the art-less in me.
I must mention this hilarious art incident too. You cannot imagine the relief I felt when I didn't have to take art for the rest of my life. (I kow-tow to all who have that ability and talent!) Anyway, it was one of those still life art lessons and we had to draw a snail shell (I remember the art teacher teaching us how to kill a snail by pouring some salt over it. I don't know but I just kick them..I'm evil, I know..Muahahaha!!). So yes, we were told to mix our colours and start adding colours to the object (ie, snail shell). As usual, art-less me was struggling to mix colours that it got onto the art teacher's nerves because everyone was already colouring. The art teacher took my palette, couldn't make sense out of my mixing and looked at me, saying, "what are you mixing? Sh*t?!"
So you see, I really am art-less. It never interests me to view galleries in SoHo in New York. Worst of all, I was quite bored in the Metropolitan Museum of Art (and I paid US$12!) . But if you put me into a museum with natural artifacts, historical stuff..that one I can manage. Simply put, I'm art-less! Sorry art-ful people but that's really MiL - art-less.
That aside. I was having lunch at the food court and next to me sat a father and his son. Man! I was appalled! The boy looked 16 or so and he was sitting there with some hand-held thing and his dad came back with his lunch and went on to another round to get his own. Good grief! It's not as though the son was ill or unable to walk but his dad had to get his lunch. I overheard this "Hey son, do you want that pair of basketball shoes? " The boy replied,"the last pair lasted me about a year but if I play regularly, the shoes will last me half a year." Daddy went,"OK, we'll check out the shoes again.."
What's wrong?! Everything!
1. Why is the boy sitting there with his hand-held thing while his dad get lunch for him? Daddy serving the kid...wow! (OK, some of you might think I'm jealous because my Dad never did that for me. Excuse me, to set the record straight, I never expect my parents to serve me.)
2. Sounds as though the dad wants to give the son the whole world. I remember having to struggle with my parents when I wanted to get a new pair of trainers.
2 ways of looking at this:
1. Either I was a really deprived kid
OR
2. This boy is really spoilt/pampered.
It scares me to think that kids these days are so pampered that they can't do anything on their own two feet but yet they want to grow up so quickly. I'm terrified that these are the people who will become leaders and parents in future. You know what? I think these kids should be put into brat camp and then give them 1 month of hell - no TV, no Internet, no mobile phones, no mummy/daddy, no cars, no proper toilets/showers, no mirrors - just 3 sets of clothes and a pair of shoes and sent to an island. (I wonder if I'll actually survive..heh! That's another story altogether)
Anyway, just check the following pictures out - all painted by students.
I like this one..but the lady said it's awful..how could she!!
Not completed yet but I like it..check out the flowers! And she'd better not say it's awful!
1 comment:
its ok lah ... either 1) the kid will not survive a day in the outside world without his daddy, mommy, and filipino maid pandering to his every need or 2) be treated the same way by his own kids :)
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