我的教育心情日志 2010年12月3日

二零一零年十二月三日 晴

这两天在忙生活营及新学年的资料，忙坏了。。。。眼睛也不知道怎么了，很痒，很痛。。。。

昨天，收了一个新学生，他好可爱哦。虽然只有9岁，可是说起话来却老气横秋的。看他稚气的脸配上那种语气，好像很不搭嘎，所以我也忍不住跟他哈拉个没完没了，本来是一个小时半的补习，却用了3个小时。。。呵呵呵呵~~~~

刚刚朋友电邮了一封邮件给我，很有意思所以就把它贴上来。。。。。

PENCIL & ERASER (Inspirational)

Pencil: I'm sorry
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.
Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.

I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way, they get hurt, and become smaller / older, and eventually pass on. Though their children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying, or sad.

All my life, I've been the pencil. And it pains me to see the eraser that is my parents getting smaller and smaller each day. For I know that one day, all that I'm left with would be eraser shavings and memories of what I used to have.