The very thing that I kept admiring every morning and evening and what I looked forward to the most this summer had been “trimmed” to the core. Why? Because this cherry blosson tree stood in someones way and blocked the ‘sun’ while he was sitting out with his phone in his newly done patio area. He demanded the landlord to cut it down completely who tactfully negotiated to “trim” it down. Now, Im aware that he is entitled to enjoy being out in the sun on his phone just like how im entitled to enjoy a cherrry blossom tree out of my window. What upsets me is that he values his money, his sun and his enjoyment over a tiny tree that took years to grow. Saddest thing? He is not on his own. We will continue to complain about the snow, the climate change and global warming..but the reality is when it comes to our own enjoyment..an innocent tree will be cut, for yours, mine and his sake!! #Humanity
All my life, I’ve been way too hung up on playing the ‘X and O’s game the right way, the way I know how to play it. Recently though, I’ve been challenged by a 14 year old boy that resulted in my changed views not only about this game but also about my life in general.
‘L’ is a young man that I work with who is diagnosed with Foetal Alcohol Syndrome which means that he struggles to understand some basic concepts, and remember or retain information. It poses a lot of difficulties for me during session as I would struggle to engage him in any focused work regarding his referral behaviour. He has limited ideas about his own abilities and limitations. For instance, L used to say that he knows how to play chess and when we try to play chess, he would play it like snake and ladder and move things about.
L and I used to love playing x and o’s-the simplest yet most competitive game for both of us. Couple of months back, L introduced this new version of X and O’s with loads and loads of rows and columns. I vaguely remember saying to him ‘I’m not too sure how it’s going to work L, why don’t we try and stick with the old one?’. And we did. Mistake No.1.
Last week, however, when we were playing x and o’s as usual, I got out my last piece of paper from my Narnia bag (as he calls it), drawing numerous rows and columns I said to him, ‘let’s play it your way’. And we did. Score No.1.
Not only I had the best x and o’s game of my life, it made me learn an important lesson in life: Life is too short if you keep on trying to play it the way you know it.