Monday, June 16, 2008
A Poem by Emily Dickinson
I had been hungry all the years;
My noon had come, to dine;
I, trembling, drew the table near,
And touched the curious wine.
'Twas this on tables I had seen,
When turning, hungry, lone,
I looked in windows, for the wealth
I could not hope to own.
I did not know the ample bread, '
Twas so unlike the crumb
The birds and I had often shared
In Nature's dining room.
The plenty hurt me, 'twas so new,--
Myself felt ill and odd,
As berry of a mountain bush
Transplanted to the road.
Nor was I hungry; so I found
That hunger was a way
Of persons outside windows,
The entering takes away.
-- Emily Dickinson
I invite all of you to comment ^^! Though I have many thoughts about this, I think if everyone discussed it it could be more fun to see the different interpretations or similar experiences that you've had regarding the poem's theme.
A Clean, Well-Lighted Place, by Ernest Hemingway
The World Is Flat - Thomas Friedman
"The World is Flat" is an excellent read, and I highly recommend it to anyone who's interested in understanding how the world became the enormous connected global market it is today. It does get quite repetitive towards the end, but the points made in each chapter are really worth noting.I would like to introduce a concept from Chapter 6 (which is coincidentally, or not so coincidentally, the one I am going to present in class if we ever get through all of them...*unconvinced sideway-lip expression*)
The chapter is called " The Untouchables", and it's talking about what kinds of workers we must become in order to be "untouchable", which is to be in a position where your job will not be outsourced (since nobody wants to be replaced in this increasingly globally competitive world). Outsourcing is sending work to be done elsewhere, like call centers or accounting for the U.S. being done in India, made possible by phone lines and the internet.I find this extremely vital for all of us right now, especially since we will be all too soon entering the workforce.
The four categories of untouchables are:Special, Specialized, Anchored, and Really Adaptable. Special = Michael Jordan, Barbra Streisand, Bill Gates (you get the picture). Obviously it means you are so talented that your "self" is irreplaceable and your job is something that only you can do the way you do it.Most people cannot be special, but they can become specialized. This applies to knowledge workers, specialized lawyers, brain surgeons, cutting-edge computer architects and software engineers, etc. These are all skills that are always in high demand and not easily transferred to lower-wage locations. If you cannot be these, you want to be anchored. Barbers, waitresses,plumbers, nurses, and many doctors, lawyers, entertainers, electricians, etc... because these jobs must be done in a specific location, involving face-to-face contact with a customer. But even these contain some portions that will be outsourced someday. So what you want is to become really adaptable. Constantly acquire new skills, knowledge, and expertise which enable you to constantly be able to create value. Friedman compares this to vanilla ice cream. You don't just wanna know how to make ice cream, you want to learn how to make the latest chocolate sauce, the whipped cream, or the cherries on top, or to deliver it as a belly dancer. (lol)In conclusion, being really adaptable means to "learn how to learn", which is one of the most important assets a worker can have because jobs will change faster. Obviously this may not apply directly to those planning on becoming teachers, but it does teach us something important. Now that everyone in the world is looking for jobs all over the place, we have to be able to push out of our boundaries and LEARN MORE. In the near future, excellence will matter. Mediocrity is no longer acceptable because it will be replaced easily by someone who can do the job better. I guess this makes me nervous because I feel I don't fit into any category, but I think what I want to try is to become adaptable, because I like acquiring new skills and I feel I am often very passive, accepting what others have to teach and give, but not seeking knowledge out by myself. I want to grow as a person, and though God has given me a few talents, I am not always using them to the best of my ability. Why are we always lazy and trying to do less, when the real satisfaction lies in being able to gain a lot from little? Why should we not improve ourselves when we have the chance? I think sometimes man settles for what he has, not because he is satisfied, but because he cannot be motivated to do much, perhaps because he hasn't found out any reason for his existence. Most times motivation isn't intrinsic, sometimes it is ambition, it is drive to be famous, to succeed, to be rich. Though these can bring people to do extraordinary things, they are shallow, and they cannot bring happiness or fulfillment. But what does fulfill is when you know that you are maximizing your potential, and giving it all that you've got. This all connects to Freedom Writers in some way. They were struggling and felt stuck. Then they were freed, so they were pushed to excel. But many of us are just stuck somewhere, our life isn't that bad, we're not struggling enough to want to get out of our bad habits (conformism). So we just go with the flow and decide mediocrity is fine. But the truth is, in a little while, it will become obsolete. Frightened? Me too. Lets get our lazy selves away from online entertainment and LEARN more. LIVE more.
Freedom Writers' Diary
'Tis by Frank McCourt
Anyway, 'Tis is hilarious. At first I really couldn't get used to the narrative style, it's so natural and colloquial and wrong that it took me by surprise at first. I didn't really like it...until the story itself pulled me in, the harsh realities of being an immigrant in New York, the honest expression and flow of thoughts, the way I could tell this is really what the author had been thinking at that age and the way he would have said it back in the day. Frank McCourt starts off as a boy who was shipped off to America to find a job as a teen, so that he could make his living in the land of the free and earn some to provide for his starving family back in Ireland. The story is about everything that happens once he gets there, full of ridiculously unlucky and lucky events, and so ironic. It's witty and funny and sad all at once, plus pretty disgusting when you read it as a girl and see what's going on in boys' heads all the time. But it's blunt and very believable. Furthermore, when McCourt writes about having "dark clouds in his head" one feels very sympathetic, because you can tell that even if he is in his twenties and has gone through a lot in life, he is still learning, still growing, still adjusting to adulthood. People aren't always that responsible, and then when their actions have consequences or when things happen to them, you can see their confusion and/or helplessness. It's a wonderful book. I don't recommend it to everyone, because there is some stuff I don't think is so pleasant, plus the cussing is unbelievably penetrating (believe in the power of reading and choose good things, because what goes into your head stays there, believe me, after reading a few chapters of this book, my brain started wanting to use swear words in many occasions. so always read doses of clean stuff when you know you're filling your head with filth). But for the mature reader it is full of surprises and life lessons, and many funny incidents that are worth checking out.I'm not done, but he goes on to become a teacher, and a lot of interesting things are going on in the classroom right now. Anyway... =) If anyone would like to borrow it when I'm done (probably will finish it next week) , please feel free to ask.