Friday, 30th November 2007
Something to talk about
Looking through my school album I can't help but think, "God! I was such a nerd at school... thank God I had music to pull me through". Each picture gets worse, the hair gets bushier, the eyebrows thicker and the waistlines wider! It's very comforting to think that someone up there amended a few things and deemed it necessary to fix them before I chose my career!
Yes, people do come a long way. I still remember filling in our PSE forms with "what we wanted to be when we grew up". But what's growing up all about? Does it mean we have to move out and start cooking our own meals, does it mean we have to seriously start looking for that better half that'll supposedly take care of us or does it mean that we have to come to terms with ageing?
I must admit I hate getting older. I don't care how many of you are rolling their eyes and muttering that I'm still young, and thinking to themselves that THEY are the ones getting older. I just cannot accept that I have to face responsibility and that I have to act all "womanly", and I thank my lucky stars that I have music to keep me eternally young.
It's the perfect excuse to convince myself that musicians are poor and refuse to move out of my parents' home, to convince others that what I wear is due to retaining a young image for the industry and I can revel at the thought of having enjoyed a crazy fun filled night with my fellow musicians at the Coke Cola Music Awards last weekend, followed by a fantastic after show party!
There's nothing like performing live with my band at such a huge event on our island!
Last week I found that tattered piece of paper I'd filled in, at the back of a drawer, with my first choice of Dream job no other than to be a "Rockstar!" Well I guess you could say one thing I'll never succeed in is not being able to defeat age ever in my life, but making my childhood dreams come true is something I've always been determined on succeeding!
And it kicks the ass out of ageing!
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School-age is a time for change when children are most vulnerable. Perceptions during this time may influence the rest of our lives. Recently a client of mine who stutters reflected on his life as a child:
'If only, I had love, compassion, perception and fun-loving experiences. I would have grown up believing myself to be equally valid as my fellow human beings'.
During the session he shared with me his student photo album. I was struck with the image of a young student in a school uniform with bruises on his forehead. He emotionally recalled how he used to bang his head on the wall in frustration and anger. No one understood him, no one listened to him. Although this young man is now a successful science professor, he still feels the scars of a difficult childhood.
We need to promote a positive attitude based on determination, dedication and respect. Ira, you have exceptionally lived up to being a role model to school age children. Well done and keep it up.