Dreaming into the Past...
I had a dream last night, which woke me up mid-way. I'm taking a dreams class this term, and while I now have such wonderful recall of my dreams, it's really annoying because I now have to write every dream down otherwise it bugs me. Of course, it's also annoying if it turns out that I had a nightmare that night (barely happens, thankfully).
With Chee Keong...
For some reason, in my dream, I had images of quite some children that I used to work with. Chee Keong was in it, so was Aisya, so were the kids from the Riding for the Disabled program (RDA), so were some of the children who were in the hydrotherapy program.
With Aisya and mum...I wonder how the little girl is doing?
I don't usually wake up mid-way from my dreams, and something told me I should analyse this dream, and I did (geez, I did a full dream interpretation in the middle of the night).
And for some reason, the insight that I got from this was that people in Canada don't know me much at all. Lol.
Barely anybody knows about the life I shared with Chee Keong (except a handful), the work I did with Aisya or all the other children, the many years I spent with The BRATs, and all the other stuff.
Building a playground for the children of Kampung Parit with The Star's BRATs...
People here are so darn good at talking about their work. I have to learn to do that wayyyy more than what I'm doing now.
I mean, heck, if I ever go to my professors and ask them to write me a recommendation letter, the only thing they'll probably be able to say is that I work hard and all the other stuff they see in their labs and their class.
(But then again, I guess grad-school doesn't care?)
Heck, I bet I could write them a better letter if they ever needed one, lol. After all, they always talk about their kids, and their teenage years, and their husband/wife/dog/cat etc!