The spirit

I dedicate this post to the ARTS spirit, as I seek to build the SnB spirit. I also dedicate this post to SnB.

Jack says:
tot u were involved in arts camp as well

Ke Ching says:
Hmmm. That's a good question. I've decided that it's time I moved on. Certain things are best kept as memories.

Jack says:
true

Ke Ching says:
In fact I was quite emo and disorientated last Sunday when I stayed over with them, (in deciding) whether to stay or not to stay (on Monday). But I realised, since there is a continuity in the whole Arts organisation, and there is no fear of a lack of replacement and succession, I can and should move on. I'll rather and should focus my energy on the Performance Team where it is at the initial start up to ensure that there is that kind of renewal energy as in Arts. Then can we say that SnB really exists.

Ke Ching says:
A spirit of SnB.

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Ke Ching says:
And I believe Jack is also pretty active in teaching too right?

Daniel says:
yeah he is
but we all learn from each other bah
______'s basic is a little poor cuz she skipped like 2 weeks of classes or something

Ke Ching says:
What you're saying is one of the reasons why we are likely to stay.

Daniel says:
what u mean?

Ke Ching says:
People come in and people go. But there will always be those who remain. It is because they ever found friendship on the dancefloor, and still have, and are continuously learning from each other.

On the contrary, for those who disappear and leave, it is because they either could not fuel their passion for dance via friendship (or new friendship when old friends have left), or they have decided that what they wanted are individual pursuits and have left their friends behind, ie overly competitive, that they probably lost sight of a major essence of any activity, ie the friendship.

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A simple correlation between spirit and continuity: If there is spirit, there is continuity. If there is no spirit, there is no continuity, and the organisation remains a mere interest group that rises and subsequently dies off.

And when there is continuity and succession, it inherently points to the assimilation of new blood. There must a be a force that ensures this, and this force is the spirit of forging new friendships and the subsequent passing on of accumulated knowledge.

Back to SnB. I was sharing with Angela that we see seniors back on the dancefloor in all elementary classes of the week, ie Wednesdays, Saturdays and Sundays. In fact, I shared this with the seniors themselves too, that I see them physically returning to help the new comers. However, there is a sense of disjointedness and scatteredness, ie there is a lack of a certain binding force, keeping them together in the spiritual sense. Dance is a passion to them, that the dancefloor has become their home. Yet it is not just any dancefloor because it has to be a dancefloor that is filled with SnB people. This is a preliminary sign of what constitutes the SnB spirit. The SnB spirit is there, albeit vaguely defined. However, there is still a sense of loss in this home and I believe the answer to be in the friendship that they must, but have yet to forge on the dancefloor.

I am the captain of our Performance Team, and I will do my best to build a team that assimilates all who find themselves returning to the SnB dancefloor repeatedly. Above all else, it shall be a team that embodies the SnB spirit, which is built on a foundation of forging new friendships.

A reminder

My parents and my brother are at the hospital now. My brother apparently fell down yesterday, while in camp, and hurt his head. He felt faint half an hour ago and felt a little numbness in his upper body. I'm worried.

Certain experiences will mould the lenses through which you see the world and what you perceive of it. At least for this short period of time, while I am reminded once again that the human body and relationships are fragile, I type this post, for I know that once the sun rises, it will be another brand new day, a day which I may once again take my relationships for granted. I want to document this experience for my future reference, to constantly remind myself of the purpose of my existence.

My grandfather just came out of his room. That my brother is in hospital with my parents right now, it opened my lenses wider beyond the usual scope and I look at my grandfather's eyes. It is very much contrary to the usual through-the-slant-of-the-eyes acknowledgement of his presence, being selfish, going about my usual business. He asked for my sister, to which I promptly replied that she's asleep. He said, smiling, that he had not notice her coming back home. A beautiful smile, with a missing tooth :)

A grandfather who stays at home everyday looking after it, I wonder what his youth was like. But I believe that he must have been an ambitious man, not unlike the average youth, with all their drive. I believe I am who he was and I wonder where I am headed. Ambitious, driven and strong-headed, and in my friend's words "You are likely to offend people." Yet, if I may say, I love my family and I love my friends, alot, alot.