Monday, October 3, 2011
Chapter 247:
at 19:50
Yesterday, I finished Silent Boy by Torey Hayden.
It was my second time reading but the first read was quite few years back.
It somehow didn't left such an impact on me the other time round.
I cried after finishing the book. Didn't exactly know why.
It just somehow touched me immensely.
Maybe gaining a few years of age gave wisdom and experiences that I no longer see things at such surface value.
I had always been intrigued by abuse and special education.
I have read dozens of books on abuse, autism and special Ed.
But suddenly ytd, the abuse depicted on the book and how he stepped out of it just touched me so much.
Just made me realise how parents really do impact their children.
And how blessed my childhood was to have wonderful role models.
And the complexity of the issue just made me cry.
It also make me question why didn't I read psychology/sociology,
Why didn't I want to try to help these children?
Why did working at Eden discourage me from working as a specal ed teacher?
Why did money eventually work its way into the equation and make me choose the pragmatic route in life?
And after all this - what's the purpose in life if not to help others? Newer Posts
