Monday, January 16, 2012
Lately I have fallen in love with the artist Priscilla Ahn. My favorite song is called dream. I connect with her yearning to hold on to her child dreams and struggling to take the dreams and make then her life. Her voice speaks the truth of how I feel right now but at the same time at the end of the song she switches form "I have a dream" to "I had a dream". Which troubles me, to me children are essence of God's joy and love in life. The ability to dream and think of the most craziest ideas is what were supposed to always do. Age should not dictate your mind's capacity. People say the wisest are the oldest because the observe and see the little things . . . I think the youngest are the happiest because they see all the things we miss therefore the wisest. They know exactly who they are. Whenever I am with kids I have no doubt God smiles through each of their little faces. He teaches me more through them the anyone else. Especially my little niece lets call her Grace. Grace will hear a commercial on television with music and breaks out in a dance moving with the beat with little stomps, head sways, and arms wiggle. She giggles softly to herself without a care in the world. When she sleeps she clutches her Elmo doll with this look of absolute peace. I wish i knew what she did. I constantly hear how everyone wants there kids to reach certain goals (crawling, hoping, saying the alphabet) by a specific time or else they are behind. That does not ever end. High School is constantly pushing the students to never sleep constantly working. Yet for what? To reach those dreams we made when we were little. Everyone is unique yet we are pushed to conform into the teaching standards. I see how the teachers are frustrated with having to do so but they have to. I am learning to be the child I was to smile through God and dance just because.