li'l child, won't you dance with me?

desiderata.englsih

This post is Inspired by one childlike post -- from Not-so-Young Sabrina wondering -- as most of us would, sometime in our reverie -- whether we would want to travel the same road if we were given a chance to become "that child" once again...

Desi had a confesion: Yes, definitely I would some time, if I could.Each generation growing up in Malaysia -- from pre-Merdeka to early years, then some 50 years post-Independence -- all would have different opportunities, also paying certain opportunity costs.

So when I saw mGf Imran, ginger, and kyels putting their responses to sabrina's post all in verse -- I know it's spontaneity at its best. And that's what childhood is all about.

s-p-o-n-t-a-n-i-e-ty, as in the name of a ci-ty. Where everything is staright-to-the-face no hidden agenda. No pause, no second thought, no censorship -- just letting the ideas that first come to mind gush out of one's mouth.Swimmingly like the thousands of tadpoles we thought were li'l fishes on first push by Mother Froggie into this dark, daunt world.

First unpolluted words may prove embarrassing sometimes -- but there is no mala fide (bad faith) -- there, practising some loyar buluk-ese.


And this world must learn to go back to play with the YoungOnes. Learn from their untainted personality. Learn from their easily-satisfied needs and wants. And does that mean, Sabrina, being a six-year-old again?

CONTRAST:

Another fellow blogger I consider mGf mentor, Yan, ran a story of a Mum spending big bucks for preparing their daughter to stand ahead of her peers in a Beauty Contest, all at the ripe old age of SIX YEARS.
The RAT RACE sees parents sending their children to the tuition centres for subjects more than what the child needs ... some of the children don't even have time to do their school work, and the parents think the tutors can be a substitute.
A six years they should be enjoying Cinderella, Tom Thumb. and other fairy tales; it does no harm for them to listen to the 1,001 Arabian Nights than couched with their parents in front of the idiot box... it won't kill their future reading with/them bedside stories from Enid Bylton than making those trips to Disney Land before time.

RM200 spent on a child every month can buy him/her five good fiction works that will enrich his/her mind rather than inundate them with information overload. To me, if a child is just weak in one subject like Mathematics, okay, it justifies an expense of RM50-70 on tuition. But torturing him with a comprehensive covergae at several hundred dollars a month, there's something wrong somewhere.

Maybe the judges at the 6-year-olds beauty contest have some money-churning ideas?

With wits-taker chocs influence, I'm stealing one barOr2 each of verses from http://sabrinawstan.blogsome.com

November 9, 2005


O little child


I walked into the woods
And I saw thee
A small child
With your hands holding out to me

I stooped down
I gave you my famous frown
Why, oh why
O little child
Sitting here all by yourself
And cry and cry

I turned my head
I saw the sun going down
Up I rose again
And walk towards the sunset



O little child
How sweet of you
I held you close and tight
And I didn’t want to let go

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O little child
I shall let you go
Live life and be happy
Is all I am asking for

You ran, o little child
And you never looked back
I managed a forceful smile
And hoped that I was like that

4 Comments »

"O little child
I envy you
I wish that
I could write like you

O little child
Please don’t be sad
Life is hard
Be thankful of what you have

Comment by Imran —



"Soar like an eagle
Go conquer the sky
Life is too short
No time for goodbye



Comment by ginger

"O Little Child,
You are just beautiful,
And your love is bountiful,
This is what you have, indeed…


"O Little Child,
Blessed you will be,
The heaven and skies,
Angels and Saints,
Will definitely look after you…

*hugs*

Comment by Kyels — November 9, 2005 @ 1:48 pm

"you bring desi back to beatles land of nostalgia, agin!
Lit’le child, lit’le child, Lit’le child, won’t you dance with me…
Yes, those were tender years of innocence and abnadon,
sabrina we can only treAsure them as memories
good, old-fashioned memories
when hearts were of gold and friends were of old

time tests our humanness it overcomes many of us
desi tries his best to meet time with grace and childlike abandon

hope you maintain your childlike — okay, reality here, youthful — glow as long as possible.:)

Comment by ylchong

So just to get into the same spirit of Sabrina and her pals, Desi joins the four mophaired boys from li'lpull, THE BEATLES, with their bouncy

"Little Child"

Music&lyrics by Lennon/McCartney


Little child, little child
Little child, won't you dance with me?
I'm so sad and lonely
Baby take a chance with me

Little child, little child
Little child, won't you dance with me?
I'm so sad and lonely
Baby take a chance with me

If you want someone
To make you feel so fine
Then we'll have some fun
When you're mine, all mine
So come, come on, come on

Little child, little child
Little child, won't you dance with me?
I'm so sad and lonely
Baby take a chance with me

When you're by my side
You're the only one
Don't you run and hide
Just come on, come on
So come on, come on, come on

Little child, little child
Little child, won't you dance with me?
I'm so sad and lonely
Baby take a chance with me
Baby take a chance with me
Baby take a chance with me