Simplicity
Simplicity
I wonder since when did life get complicated? Or rather, since when we human begin to complicate life? These were questions I thought about when I saw my childhood toys (2 little squeaky teddy bears which had been my favourite toys) which my mum "dug out" from some of the old boxes a few days ago. Seeing these 2 squeaky bears brought along so many memories - fond memories of childhood.
I am no. 6 and youngest amongest my siblings and a lot of things I had when I was younger were hand-me-downs (clothes and toys included), and yet amazingly, I guess none of us "know" how to complain, or even to compare what we have or not have, and bring our grouses to our parents. I guess life then was so much simplier - dad being the sole breadwinner and mum a faithful home-maker attending to our daily needs. All 8 of us lived in a 4-room HDB flat and somehow we manage to share our bedrooms with each other without much squabble.
Seeing the squeaky bears reminded me how loved I was by my older siblings, who would take me down to the playground to have some time of fun. The swings then were supported by rusty iron chain and that was what I love to grab when my siblings would push to swing and made it so high up - O, how I feel it!! The see-saw were also made of wooden planks and iron handles and we will always have some fun on the see-saw (of course my siblings had it "at my expense" coz I was always the lightest and my end of the see-saw will be up in the air, struggling to make its way down). We had countless memories of playing the slide where we would get on again and again and enjoy the sliding down. There were also marble horses (oh, those were really HOT under the afternoon sun) but yet we always enjoy just sitting on these stationery horses as the hours slipped by ...
Looking back at these fond memories, I just felt that growing up is no fun - though there's no way we can stop growing. I wonder when life becomes so complicated ...
- when we begin to outdo one another at work or studies, and get ourselves stressed
- when we begin to envy what others have and begin to work harder and earn more money so that we can satisfy the green monsters
- when we begin to compete and vie for attention from people who matters to us, and backstab or badmouth one another
Gone were the days of contentment - where a few simple dishes on the table satify the stomach of many ... gone were the days where a simple, few years of education can get us by with comfort and ease ... gone were the days where children can truly enjoy their childhood and be truly innocent and childlike ... the world is perpetually turning topsy-turvy, and good moral values are substitued with ME, I and MYSELF ... sigh*
Have we lost that simplicity? Have we lost our childlike innocence? Have we lost our sense of contentment? Have we lost our morals?? .....
I wonder since when did life get complicated? Or rather, since when we human begin to complicate life? These were questions I thought about when I saw my childhood toys (2 little squeaky teddy bears which had been my favourite toys) which my mum "dug out" from some of the old boxes a few days ago. Seeing these 2 squeaky bears brought along so many memories - fond memories of childhood.
I am no. 6 and youngest amongest my siblings and a lot of things I had when I was younger were hand-me-downs (clothes and toys included), and yet amazingly, I guess none of us "know" how to complain, or even to compare what we have or not have, and bring our grouses to our parents. I guess life then was so much simplier - dad being the sole breadwinner and mum a faithful home-maker attending to our daily needs. All 8 of us lived in a 4-room HDB flat and somehow we manage to share our bedrooms with each other without much squabble.
Seeing the squeaky bears reminded me how loved I was by my older siblings, who would take me down to the playground to have some time of fun. The swings then were supported by rusty iron chain and that was what I love to grab when my siblings would push to swing and made it so high up - O, how I feel it!! The see-saw were also made of wooden planks and iron handles and we will always have some fun on the see-saw (of course my siblings had it "at my expense" coz I was always the lightest and my end of the see-saw will be up in the air, struggling to make its way down). We had countless memories of playing the slide where we would get on again and again and enjoy the sliding down. There were also marble horses (oh, those were really HOT under the afternoon sun) but yet we always enjoy just sitting on these stationery horses as the hours slipped by ...
Looking back at these fond memories, I just felt that growing up is no fun - though there's no way we can stop growing. I wonder when life becomes so complicated ...
- when we begin to outdo one another at work or studies, and get ourselves stressed
- when we begin to envy what others have and begin to work harder and earn more money so that we can satisfy the green monsters
- when we begin to compete and vie for attention from people who matters to us, and backstab or badmouth one another
Gone were the days of contentment - where a few simple dishes on the table satify the stomach of many ... gone were the days where a simple, few years of education can get us by with comfort and ease ... gone were the days where children can truly enjoy their childhood and be truly innocent and childlike ... the world is perpetually turning topsy-turvy, and good moral values are substitued with ME, I and MYSELF ... sigh*
Have we lost that simplicity? Have we lost our childlike innocence? Have we lost our sense of contentment? Have we lost our morals?? .....
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