This is a much-needed wakeup call that the adults are in need of, and you got one, from your students! Translated…
We had an essay assignment for the winter breaks, “Me, Twenty Years from Now”, the kids wrote out their innocent dreams, it’d moved me so, and I was in awe with them: Ting isn’t well in the academia, but is an excellent artist, he’d found his true happiness in doodling, so, his dream is to become an artist; Xi’s calligraphy isn’t with the good penmanship, but the class put him up for the calligraphy competitions, he’d used his spare time to practice hard, as he’d won first-place, it’d boosted his confident a whole lot, he now has the goal of becoming a calligraphy instructor; Wei enjoyed making the models, and wanted to become an owner of a garage, that way, he get to play with all the cars he wanted, and also, make a living doing what he enjoyed…………from their childish words, I’d felt the powers of self-confidence, and, this motivation from within them, can turn them into something wonderful, they will be able to build their own dreams from the ground up, based off of the separate interests they have, I give them the best of all wishes.
Twenty years later, they’re all in the primes of their lies, with their lives, colored and pretty and bright. Yet, I would be well into my elderly years, and, what kind of a dream is available for me to catch at this time in life? I’d made me lost in thought.
Recalled how as I just begun, I’m like the singer, Chang’s, “My Future is NOT a Dream”: “live every minute to my best, my heart is moving along with hope.” Kept working hard, to fulfill my dreams of striking it rich, believed, that money will give me a good life. As I’d, had my share of good foods, as I’d gotten all the extravagant of life handed to me on that silver platter, it was like the group Nine-One-One’s, “Fools in Dreams”: “My life is like a song, but I can’t get to the repeats, passed through an assortments of ups and down, the multiple facets of life, but I seemed to have, missed out on it all.” I’d found, that the pointless pursuits I had, made me miss out on too many things of which I should’ve placed more emphasis on.
My children’s essays awakened me, the dream chaser who’d been lost. Don’t want to follow the footstep of the narrator of the song by Chen, “You’d Told that You’d Tasted All the Bitterness of Life, Finally Found the One You Can Trust. You Told of How Upset You’d Felt, to the Point of Doubting Your Own Lives…………”, I’d selected to follow the singer, Jen’s “Dream that Dream, Again”, to find that passion back in my life again, to keep track of what made me feel moved, to care for myself the best I possibly can, on this way to my brand new life, to help the me, twenty years from now, to still have the fresh flowers to smell, to have the radiant sunshine shine down on me, to live happily.
So, this is how the teacher became, the student here, the students’ dreams are untainted, because they hadn’t gotten into the world yet, that’s why their dreams are so simple, and it takes very little for them to feel happy, which what we adults had forgotten, in the pursuit of fame, fortune, etc., etc., etc., and the writer’s students merely gave her a wakeup call that she desperately needed.