#23. Are you holding on to something you need to let go of?

Sure, yet to an extent I think everyone is regardless of whether or not they want to admit it. Should I let it go? Perhaps, but I don’t think I can. Not yet at least.  2015 has yet to end and my naïve, optimistic side is making me cling to the idea that there’s still time for things to escalate or happen. Wishful thinking I know.

 

The next thirty days I’ve decided are crucial; if nothing happens between now and the end of 2015, I’ll let it go – it can be my one and only New Year’s resolution. If it’s successful is another matter, but I deserve some credit for at least thinking it…?

#21. If you had to teach something, what would you teach?

Through indirectly teaching my younger sister mathematics, I’ve discovered a new found respect for teachers. The patience needed, the positivity constantly required, the good communication skills essential for the job – saying it is hard is the understatement of the century. I’m not sure whether I’d be able to teach anything. Even if I had to, it most likely would not be maths.

 

I think I agree with my politics teacher’s boasts about how good his job really is. The subject he teaches is constantly evolving, full of revelations, expectations and broken promises – perhaps it makes other more rigid subjects, like maths, pale in comparison. Teaching politics means that the teacher can arguably never become bored of repetition as the teaching content is always changing. There will always be new political scandals that could be utilised as lively conversation starters, so lively in fact that it could wake up a class of tired students on a Monday morning perhaps [as honestly, quadratic equations aren’t the most engaging of subject matter]. Teaching politics means that the teacher is always learning alongside the students – a priceless experience perhaps.

#1. When was the last time tried something new?

Moving schools: the latest new thing I’ve done. It’s inevitable when you have to spend the majority of your time in a never-been-there-before city that you have to adapt and new trends emerge. How productive and beneficial these trends have to be are debatable – the amount of productivity in from spending study periods in coffee shops instead of in the library are debatable for instance.

 

I thought I relished routines. I had been at the same school for 92% of my education, with only one rouge year of reception at a different school. I had the same friends since high school. I even had the same religion teacher throughout the whole of high school. If you had told one-year-ago me that I would leave this little ‘high school bubble’, I would have awkwardly glared and quietly left the room. ‘Why move somewhere for only two years?!’ seemed to be my automatic response when people explained of their desire to do well in their mock exams to stand a chance at leaving the safe haven of familiarity. As my mother keeps saying whenever I bring the topic up, ‘it takes a certain type of person to just uproot yourself and leave well established routines for the unknown.

 

I’ll admit my decision to leave familiar ground wasn’t exactly rational: the way I grabbed the application form from the printer was perhaps slightly too aggressive, and the escalating feeling of suffocation I was suffering from my parents probably clouded the more rational side of me when deciding to cut through the chains of my well planned, well known life routine. Regardless of how it happened, it happened, and do I regret it? No. Not at all. If anything, it has enhanced me as a person, my personality, and ultimately my self-confidence.

 

I didn’t intend for this to be a deep, philosophical piece that demands anyone who reads this to think deeply and re-evaluate their whole existence as human beings, but it’s all too easy to get stuck in a rut in our society. Too many people, arguably, become only content with life instead of live life. ‘Never be afraid to try something new, because life gets boring when you stay within the limits of what you already know.’ After all, ‘all life is an experiment.’