These days, I am mostly breathless and/or helpless. It is like there
aren't enough hours in a day! In spite of it all, I reflect on my days and try
to fix the errors of my ways.
Yesterday, I know I said the
following to G:
Who wants to be a lowly secretary?
We were in the middle of an
intense conversation about other parents at school. Basically, we were Parent Profiling! Although the content of
that conversation may be more entertaining than what I intend to write, I will
stick with my usual sermon like mode of writing.
So, on the School Council,
there are basically 3 necessary positions - Chair, Treasurer and Secretary. And
to be honest, I worked my way up the ladder. I started out as the "lowly
secretary"! Why would I say something so derogatory about a position?!
I didn't mean it that way.
And I hope I never ask questions that way. Sometimes a secretary can be stellar
and a chair can be simply "a piece of furniture"! A role does not define anyone.
It is how one does in a role that distinguishes the person and brings dignity
to that role.
A long time ago, ASid
reassured Craigley by stating that his dad shouldn't worry as he would never be a janitor or someone like
that! It was not a terrible statement to make; however, Craigley's best
friend is a janitor. So, we had to sit the boy down and let him know that he
shouldn't make such statements that put down certain professions.
Looking back on that moment
now, it almost feels hypocritical. Yes, all professions must be respected. But do we actually tell our kids to go ahead
and be janitors or secretaries?! Obviously, we expect them to aim higher
and hopefully achieve more.
And if they do end up becoming a janitor or a secretary, I hope they
bring dignity to that role.
While pondering such heavy thoughts toward the end of the day, I know
where the hours in the day have gone. And sometimes it is not a waste of time.
Not at all!
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