Sunday, September 5, 2010

Lesson 101

All I Really Need To Know I Learned In Kindergarten

-excerpted from the book, All I Really Need To Know I Learned in Kindergarten by Robert Fulghum


ALL I REALLY NEED TO KNOW about how to live and what to do and how to be I learned in kindergarten. Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate-school mountain, but there in the sandpile at Sunday School.

These are the things I learned:
  • Share everything.
  • Play fair.
  • Don't hit people.
  • Put things back where you found them.
  • Clean up your own mess.
  • Don't take things that aren't yours.
  • Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody.
  • Wash your hands before you eat.
  • Flush.
  • Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.
  • Live a balanced life - learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some.
  • Take a nap every afternoon.
  • When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic, hold hands, and stick together.
  • Be aware of wonder. Remember the little seed in the styrofoam cup: The roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that.
  • Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the Styrofoam cup - they all die. So do we.
  • And then remember the Dick-and-Jane books and the first word you learned - the biggest word of all - LOOK.

Everything you need to know is in there somewhere. The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation. Ecology and politics and equality and sane living.

Take any of those items and extrapolate it into sophisticated adult terms and apply it to your family life or your work or your government or your world and it holds true and clear and firm. Think what a better world it would be if all - the whole world - had cookies and milk about three o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankies for a nap. Or if all governments had a basic policy to always put thing back where they found them and to clean up their own mess.

And it is still true, no matter how old you are - when you go out into the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Hitik sa Bunga by Brownman Revival


Nakaranas ka na ba
Nakatikim ka na ba
Nakatanggap o nabigyan ng kahihiyan
Dahil sa iyong pinakikinggan
Dahil sa iyong pinanindigan
Dahil sa mahal mong kasintahan
o dahil sa iyong nakamtan

[chorus]
Inggit sa iyong narating
Pilit kang sisirain
Dyan sila magaling
Ilalagay ka sa alanganin

Kaya mag-ingat sa mga asal talangka
Hihilahin ka nila pababa
Namamato pag ika'y hitik
Hitik sa bunga [2x]

Dapat lagi kang listo
Bantayan ang iyong puso
Sa mga pabigat sa iyong pag-akyat
Pumipigil sa iyong pag-angat hmmm
[repeat chorus]

Mag-ingat sa mga asal talangka
Hihilahin ka nila pababa
Namamato pag ika'y hitik
Hitik sa bunga [2x]

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

A Poem by Win Pe

The Thitpoke Tree
(famous landmark on Rangoon University campus)


Most when I do not see it,
I see it in my heart.
Most when I am not near it,
it is near my thoughts,
attendant, attentive,
ready to slip in,
to spread its branches in the sky of my mind,

to flutter its leaves in the wind of memories.
In one of those classrooms
within easy reach of its falling leaf,
I learned to ride the pitch and yaw of reason.
It is not those classrooms I remember,
nor do I recall that heavy structure
where a piece of paper and a handshake confirm
some ability to cox the boat of intellect.
Most I remember
lying on back beside its roots,
looking into the deep well of its branches,
the sky at the other end like well-water
and I drinking deep.
Most I remember
taking my emotion and intuitions there,
letting the wind ruffle my deepest feelings
as it ruffles the leaf in the crook of a branch.
Man does not live in the edifices of reason.
Man does not dwell in the structures of intellect.
He lives as a tree lives,
open to the skies and winds of perception,
drinking the rain of passions and impulse,
soaking up the sunshine of affection.
The sap of feeling passes through him,
awakening each part of him to life.
So thitpoke tree,
let me live as you have lived for others,
and so will live to the wind and sun,
so let me live as you have lived for me.

Source: www.maymyanmar.com