In Rome, there is this term called “Pagare alla Romana” or to pay the Roman style which basically to split the bill equally especially when eating out in a group. It makes it easier and faster to calculate.
I’m not a big fan of it though, because there are some things which I don’t consume which costs more, and many a times I’d think to myself, “Why should I pay for your beer which costs 5 euro, when I’m just having water which costs 2?”
Which probably sounds a little bit selfish, considering that when we go out with friends, we’re there to enjoy each other’s company and we shouldn’t be too calculative, right? But then again, it just doesn’t seem justified if one has to do it multiple times.
Whenever I go for my aqua-gym sessions, the pool is always shared with other adult swimmers and children occupying the other lanes.
Each time that we’re done, there will always be a crowd at the showers – mostly with mothers, easily distinguished by the bright blue plastic shoe covers, fussing over their daughters – like putting shampoo for them, insisting on lathering them up with soap. It’s not like the girls are not able to do it themselves. They look autonomous at about 8 – 10 years old.
I observed the scenario. It wasn’t something new. But something clicked in my head. I’ve been going to this pool for several years now but I’ve never really given much thought on how overprotected many children are.
Another example is how school children, under the age of 12 are not allowed to go home without the accompaniment of a trusted adult.
I understand the motive, but growing up in Singapore, for me,this was something that took a while for me to get used to, because most of us have been taught to be independent as soon as possible.
One may say that the 80s was a very different time from the present. And that the level of crime was lower in the old days.
Nevertheless, it’s common even now to see a regular South East Asian kid, of the same age as the girls from the pool, being able to take the bus by herself, being able go to school by herself and even go to swimming classes by herself if she wanted to.
Just an observation. I’m sure it’s just a matter of cultural differences.
Oh gosh. Where does the time go? It’s crazy how the day just pass by so quickly – I wake up, do stuff and the day is over?!
I’ve blogged about this before about ten years ago, but it’s still an amazement to me. I remember when I was a kid and had about an hour to play before dinner and that hour to me, felt like an entire afternoon. Gosh, how and when did it change to how we are now?
Perhaps it is because our perception of time changes as we grow older, in the sense that we have more tasks to achieve and when we are not able to do them all, time seems to go fast. But I also think that especially with the distractions of technology, time is stolen away bit by bit.
Perhaps we should just slow down and live in the moment, no matter how boring the present may be. I’d like to try for my senses be more present and be self aware of what’s around me – like admiring at the jackets the people who pass me by are wearing or smelling the coffee aroma as I pass by a bar.
Sometimes it’s nice to just breathe and do nothing.
My life is boring.
Each morning I wake up at about 6 am and I check the phone. Eventually I find the strength to get up to do my morning routine. It’ll be especially hard if I did gym the day before.
I unwillingly do a bit of housework. If it’s a Monday or a Wednesday or Friday, I’d normally go for a nice walk, playing pokemon go or Ingress along the way, to the market to get some fresh produce. By the time I reach home, it’ll be time for lunch and I’d usually make something simple with the ingredients that I just bought.
After lunch, I’d get ready with my teaching materials and then I’m off to teach English.
And then I reach home, and have a cup of tea. If it’s Tuesday and Thursday, I get ready for exercise and would get home exhausted. Cart will usually prepare dinner. The other days I’d lounge around before deciding what to cook. Finally Cart and I would watch something on Netflix. I’d always fall asleep on the sofa as soon at it turns 11 pm.
Rinse and repeat for Mondays till Fridays.
(Weekends are the days where I completely slack around apart from my aqua-gym session and making my cartoon strip)
Yes my life is boring. But it’s okay. While sometimes I wonder if this is as good as it gets, I’m sure that there are greats things to come in time.