Crossing a path full of thorns, empty-handed.
FRIDAY - a FRI-YAY 25th August 2017 The second last Friday as a teacher. I felt a little spark of joy inside me realising the fact that the job is going to an end. yeeehee! Despite that, some part of me feels like I haven't give the best yet. I want to see the change, in manners and attitude. I should be the change. (But all I do is changing my mode thru the lessons every day) I posted on Facebook about the nature of children that kids will always be kid. Though the life is dark, the past is darker and the surrounding people are influencing the badness, they are still innocent yet ignorant. They don't know things. The adult does. The horrendous stories I heard from the teachers made me more than grateful for growing up like none of them. I have parents to take care of me, I have a family that prioritizes education and love - a real family love. However, the children are growing up in a gloomy environment. Separating mom and dad, sexual harassments by their own bloo...