Sunday, June 19, 2011

ROLE MODELS TO CHERISH


Looking at Ben Bulben, a large rock formation in County Sligo, I was reminded of the Irish poet William Butler Yeats. In fact, County Sligo is also known as Yeats’ country as it is the area where he grew up, to which he returned often and where he is buried.

Among his many poems is ‘Prayer for my daughter’ where we see Yeats in the role of an anxious father brooding over his young daughter's future where he wants his daughter to inherit the traits that would allow her to lead a complete and fulfilling life. I cannot help but agree that in this temporal world there are few things that hold significance. One of them is our legacy to our children: how we can bring them up to be individuals who are at peace with themselves and who inspire others.

I have a little notebook where I pen interesting quotes. The number of inspirational quotes describing fatherhood shows just how important this one man is to his family.

Jim Valvano an American college basketball coach said, ‘My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.’ Believing that someone is able to achieve his vision is the catalyst towards achieving the drean, When President J. F. Kennedy declared to the world that America would put man on the moon by the end of the decade, space technology was at its infancy. But on July 20, 1969, Neil Armstrong became the first man to walk on the moon and made his famous statement, "That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind."

Clarence Budington Kelland who once described himself as "the best second-rate writer in America" said that his father did not tell him how to live. In fact he lived, and let Clarence watch him do it. Basically it is the setting of a good example for the child to follow and this builds up self esteem. It is not by telling but rather by showing the child that he is valued, by spending time, by talking and listening, by praising and by teaching that he grows up to be competent.

Mark Twain in "Old Times on the Mississippi" Atlantic Monthly, 1874 said,
‘When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much he had learned in seven years.’ It is amazing that the image of the father changes through a child’s eyes. A toddler thinks that his father can do anything. A teenager laments that his father is hopelessly old-fashioned. A yuppie thinks that his old man is out-of-date. Interestingly enough, Charles Wadworth, a classical pianist and musical promoter, who gained international renown in 1960 says that by the time a man realises that maybe his father was right, he usually has a son who thinks he is wrong.

Parenting is a partnership and there should be mutual respect between the child's parents as children will mimic their parents' behaviour. Parents should be on the same page about how to discipline and reward the child. Someone once said a father is someone who makes sure you do what your mother says. That I think is a very wise father indeed.



Finally, fatherhood is about both fun and responsibility. The key word is spending time to know the child or he will otherwise help to create an emotional wasteland. Research has shown that children feel estranged from parents who are unable to accurately express their feelings. Childhood is fleeting and lost moments of intimacy cannot be regained. Bertrand Russell, a British philosopher and social critic said that the place of the father in the modern suburban family is a very small one particularly if he plays golf.

Yeats once gave a private reading in the Lady Gregory Augusta’s library in Coole Park. His young daughter was playing at his feet while he was “flourishing” as they say, waving his arms, expounding on the poem. But the child would not leave him alone. Her nose was runny and she kept coming up to him and yanking his coat. He put the book down, reached into his pocket, took out a large handkerchief which he had been waving wildly earlier, went down to the little girl and got her to blow her nose. Then he put it back in his pocket and continued reading. He did not chase her off and instead just stopped everything and took care of it. That was the father in him.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

GOOD GUESTS REFLECT GOOD UPBRINGING


TWO notable figures visited Ireland in May -- Queen Elizabeth and United States President Barack Obama.
The queen's visit was mainly perceived as symbol of reconciliation, as the queen paid tribute in the Garden of Remembrance to the Irish who died resisting British rule.

There was also the singing of the British national anthem in Croke Park, the heartland of Irish nationalism and scene of a bloody massacre.

On the other hand, Obama fever swept through Moneygall, a village on the main road to Limerick, with US Secret Service agents moving in as locals painted their houses, builders plastering frantically and repairing the footpaths. Records show Obama's great-great-great-great-grandfather was a shoemaker in Moneygall and his son, Falmouth Kearney, left for New York in 1850.


Two different guests with two different agendas were warmly received by the host country. This reminds me of the pleasure (or displeasure) of having guests in our homes.

Malaysians, by and large, observe this beautiful tradition of welcoming guests to our homes. We would also make it a point to bring a present for our hosts.

It is not uncommon for guests to call in unannounced in my parents' generation especially in the outskirts of town. However, now that many of us work long hours at the office, the trend of guests informing the hosts before arrival is catching on, especially in the cities.

There is usually a lot of preparation before the guest finally arrives. The house is spruced up and food is prepared. Usually the host takes the trouble to plan an itinerary if the guest comes to stay a few days.

Even as we welcome guests into our homes, we must be mindful of being considerate guests ourselves. More often than not, we should be aware of unwritten rules or different cultural practices.

Being a good guest often reflects the way we have been brought up. Parents glow with pride when someone tells them that their child has been a great guest and the hosts would love to have her back in their house again anytime.

I live in a very scenic town and I have had the pleasure of having quite a few guests at many different times of the year.

Indeed, guests come in different packages.

So, what makes a good guest?

A good guest is one who makes arrangements for transportation and do not rely on the host to provide taxi service.

He could also offer to wash up after a meal, cook a meal or take the host out for a meal.

He should also read up about the country he is visiting before he comes and bring enough local currency with him and not depend on his host to pay for almost everything.

Besides that, the guest should also be sensitive to how things are done around the host's house.

The members of the family may watch certain television shows and eat certain foods and the guest should not be imposing or demanding or making comments that things are not done the way he is used to.

I had to put up a no-smoking sign after I discovered that a guest had happily polluted the air and left cigarette butts in the fireplace in the sitting room.

There was another guest who made it quite clear that nothing in my neighbourhood would ever measure up to where she had been.

While there were guests who made me appreciate the normal life I had before they arrived, there were some whom I would miss terribly when they had gone home.

These were the ones who appreciated the fact that we had gone out of the way to make them feel welcome, set aside time for them and tried to make their stay as comfortable as possible.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

MY PSALM



To the chief musician on an eight stringed harp and a tin whistle.

THE PSALM OF K.E.L.L.S
( Kingship- Enlightenment-Love-Life-Spirit )

You are my God of many names
Yesterday, today, tomorrow – You are still the same

JEHOVAH ROHI You are my Shepherd
From your warm embrace, I can soar like a bird

JEHOVAH JIREH You are my constant Provider
My blessings overflow, I am content forever

JEHOVAH SHALOM, You are my Peace
My fears and worries, to You I release

JEHOVAH ROPHE, You heal me inside out
Gaping wounds disappear, as I gladly shout

JEHOVAH SHAMMAH, My God’s there for me
Through the seconds, hours and days…faithful is He

JEHOVAH TSIDKENU, righteous is my God
You teach me holiness in deed and in thought

You are my God of many names
Yesterday, today, tomorrow – You are still the same

(For safekeeping at Trinity College……….hopefully)