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Thursday, April 4, 2013

Embracing defeat

I am now releasing my emotional turbulence and restoring peace. Walking home without trophies after tonnes of efforts is not an easy thing. I practically dedicated so much of my precious times improving on the texts for both debate and public speaking competitions. 
Accepting defeat is always tough. I could hardly learn that winning is not everything. I may appear to be very competitive. But, I believe I would be just fine if the juries could justify and fairly reason out why we failed to advance to the semi-final for this year debate. But the same-old-shit from the PRAISEWORTHY, COMMENDABLE and WISE judges appalled me. It leads me to think that if you do not know what you are doing, you better refuse the responsibility. It was indeed a very poor judicial decision. 
Nevertheless, we won the heart of many. Other escorting teachers from other schools were also taken aback by their bad judging. At least I find my comfort in their heart-warming comments. Thanks, St. Anthony and Maradong for the faith you have in us.
Anyway, I am blessed to be surrounded by eager spirits. I wholeheartedly thank Fletchelle,Remni, Elijah, Ian and Ajai for your commitment and courage to take up the debating challenge. Let's do the comeback!!! Let's fly high next year!!! I have had a great time coaching you. Well, it is not our lost, it is theirs. To me, YOU ARE THE CHAMPION!!!! Till then, see you in 2014. Owh, wait, Mooting Competition in Kuching awaits us!!!! 
To Rawiyani @ Boboi, watching you delivering your thoughts on the stage was very uplifting. It is not easy to stand in front of a huge crowd; presenting your speech in your second language. This is your first time and I think it was effortlessly done. I am beaming with pride! Thanks for your efforts!
After all, this is a learning experience. Of this, I could not agree more. We will improve on our weaknesses and yea, let us bring home some trophies next year, aite?? (Hahahaha, I still want to WIN!!!)

Jangan Pura-Pura

Bila harga diri dipersenda

Bila mencerca menjadi biasa,

Bila tiada hiba tika membinasa,

Bila terasa diri raja,

Bila senyum hanya pura-pura,

Bila hati penuh prasangka,

Bila peluk mesra sandiwara cuma,

Bila sengketa menguasai segala,

Bila setiap butir bicara lakonan semata,

Bila bongkak mengaburi mata,

Bila merasa tahu semua,
Bila hormat sudah tiada,
Bila lenyap rasa berdosa,
Bila mencebik hiasan muka,
Bila angkuh sudah bertakhta,
Akhirnya dia,
Terlalu biasa menjadi PEMANGSA.


Terdetik hati kecil ku bertanya,

Mengapa dia sedemikian rupa?

Benarkah ada damai di jiwa?

Bila terlalu mendabik dada?

Bila tamak haloba bermaharajalela?

Benarkah lena tidur malamnya?

Bila dirinya sering memperdaya?

Bila dirinya terbiasa mencaci nista?


Aku tahu dirimu siapa,

Aku sedar diriku siapa,

Aku sedar perilaku semua,

Aku senyum, sekadar mampu berdoa,

Agar dia tersedar jua,
Tiada masa melayan karenah manusia,
Seperti dia yang masih lena.
 

Gelagat dia diperhati setiap mata,

Jangan pada suatu tika,

Bila sudah terlewat masa,

Kau tersendu hiba,

Memarahi dunia,

Tiada teman setia,

Kerana telah kau perlekehi mereka.