we are all better than we know.

October 14, 2007

We are all better than we know. If we can only be taught to realise this, we may never again settle for anything less. – Kurt Hahn

It’s funny. I see a cycle now, history clearly repeating itself for me to see. It’s like a tight slap in the face.

The quote is by Kurt Hahn, founder of Outward Bound.

A few weeks ago, I was doing that mass-packing thing at work. 769 envelopes. On one of the posters, this quote was used. And now, it’s slowly making so much sense to me.

In Sec 4, I handed over the Board to Mansoor, and eventually graduated of course. I went to poly telling myself: Relax Farand. Take the backseat for the next three years. Enjoy poly.

In Year 1, I remember I was quite active as the alumni, together with Jsam. I had ideas for change, ideas that never occured to me in the 3 years I was in the Board. But of course, mass comm took over, what with Bauhaus and Apple and all…

In Year 2, I found myself in the committee. I made an excuse, telling myself: It’s been a year already. It wouldn’t hurt. Just one year. Final year you can relax and enjoy.
I remember my conversation with Fiq. I said, “Nah, maybe just VP.”

Year 3.

Well, yeah. Thing is, the academic year is ending, and now, all these wonderful ideas that Kelvin and I have come up with are surfacing. I don’t know how to say this, but it’s really quite baffling.

Don’t get me wrong. There may just be a hint of regret somewhere in there, but I just realised that I’ve been like this all this time. I mean, I’m just glad that now, there’s a chance that these ideas can come to life.

“We may never again settle for anything less.”
That’s probably why I joined the committee in Year 2 in the first place, and carried on after that.

We love to find fault with ourselves, and in others. But the reason I feel we do that, is because we all know we can do better.

We are all better that we know. So much better. We just have to try and find it and see it right before our very eyes.

It’s like digging for a treasure chest. You follow the map to the spot marked with the “X”, and you start digging.

After all these years of digging, I think my shovel may have just hit the top of the burried chest.

Once you pull that chest out of the ground, the real work begins:
You have to figure out how to get the bloody chest open.

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