Bankrupt Politician.

Bankrupt Politician.


[An excerpt from a commissioned speech titled “Renewal Regeneration”.]



Ladies and Gentlemen…before I debauch further the topic

Let me give you an anecdote.

Imagine a building (our Nation) supported by four pillars put in place by our founding father…cemented in with sound Constitutionality … subservient to the natural law of sovereignty and suzerainty governing the rights of every person thereis.

The workmanship to cement in place the pillars is the toil, sweat and tears of Leaders of highest integrity and fortitude coupled with the tenacity of one people in one united voice marching forward…making GREAT stride in Nation Building.

…then

Along came, the BANKRUPT Politicians….

With BANKRUPT IDEAS… harping on OUTDATED Politics…generated…to regenerate their fledging popularity by smoke screening the people with the REGERENATION of OBSOLETE politics….masking their own failings and follies in the name of renaissance in the shifting “Paradigm of Mindset Politics” for the good of the people and the nation.

…a lie re-invented…as in a wheel re-engineered…….only plausible in Politics
…where the art of making the impossible possible….a source of Renewable Energy…
………………………………..

………………………………………………..and so forth…………..

Bankrupt Politician.

Bankrupt Politician.


[An excerpt from a commissioned speech titled “Renewal Regeneration”.]



Ladies and Gentlemen…before I debauch further the topic

Let me give you an anecdote.

Imagine a building (our Nation) supported by four pillars put in place by our founding father…cemented in with sound Constitutionality … subservient to the natural law of sovereignty and suzerainty governing the rights of every person thereis.

The workmanship to cement in place the pillars is the toil, sweat and tears of Leaders of highest integrity and fortitude coupled with the tenacity of one people in one united voice marching forward…making GREAT stride in Nation Building.

…then

Along came, the BANKRUPT Politicians….

With BANKRUPT IDEAS… harping on OUTDATED Politics…generated…to regenerate their fledging popularity by smoke screening the people with the REGERENATION of OBSOLETE politics….masking their own failings and follies in the name of renaissance in the shifting “Paradigm of Mindset Politics” for the good of the people and the nation.

…a lie re-invented…as in a wheel re-engineered…….only plausible in Politics
…where the art of making the impossible possible….a source of Renewable Energy…
………………………………..

………………………………………………..and so forth…………..

MY POINT OF VIEW>

Six of the best.

Excruciating pain, no adolescent should go through.

Here is my story.

My first experience was when I was about thirteen years old. Brother Lawrence, the Headmaster called me into his office…open the cupboard and asked me to choose the canes that were hanging inside…six canes of varying circumferences – from the thickest to the thinnest. I chose the thinnest…..hands on the table and bent forward…buttock out Whack…whack…whack…whack….whack…whack.

I didn’t cry… held on till I reached home…I went into my room and cried silently….uncontrollably..the excruciating pain. Dinner time, I felt feverish and fearing that my father might find out, I sat down as naturally as possible, …. and give another round of spanking for disgracing the family. The pain from sitting down was twice as excruciating as the caning….I slept on my belly….the pain lasted a week.

The second caning was when I was fifteen years old. Brother Felix Donohue, the new Headmaster called me into his office….this time I chose the thickest (friends told me that the thinnest is the most painful, as it bite into the flesh). Whack….Whack…Whack…..tears pour out from my eyes…I was not afraid at all… cried because it was so excruciatingly painful…three more to go..finished it fast.
The whacking stopped….Bros. Felix open the cupboard, hung up the cane…poured a glass of water for me and asked me to sit down. “I preferred to be cane, Bros. Felix,” I said. …That was the last time Bros.Felix cane anybody as far as I could remember.

Corporal punishment of any sort should never be allowed and those advocates of canning are the people who had never been cane….IT IS COUNTER-PRODUCTIVE.

THAT IS MY POINT OF VIEW.

The Greatest Profession: Teacher

The Greatest Profession: Teacher


If I were to have it my way, I would be a teacher but the gallantry of youth personified the assumption of righteousness that led me to believe that I am perpetuating a family tradition and hence became a businessperson.

I have not abandon my dream and one day in the near future when my children graduated from university, I shall start a tuition centre to teach children from the primary level to the lower secondary. I would love to teach history, mathematics and sciences.

My students will learn through history the beauty of the English language and history shall come alive…to touch their life ….to positively permeate every moral fibres and later when they finally leave and submerge themselves into the real world, they shall be able to draw on the wisdom learnt from history…..to be part of history .

Mathematics principles and formulas will be dismantled and reassemble piece by piece in the most basic structure to simplify the complexities that otherwise confuse the young mind thus making them ‘hate’ math. After I’ve been through with them, they will love math.

Sciences will be thought in a way that is informative and relevant to their daily life. The practical usage of science will be based on researches and experiments that challenges the ability to think logically and constructively to arrive at a conclusive believable analysis.

The most important lesson that will be taught will be that they are only as smart as the text book that they have mastered or memorized and that they must go beyond the realms and that desire must be ignited by the aspiration and passion for knowledge.