Childhood Courage, Adulthood Cowardice...

Childhood Courage

There’s nothing that can bring a smile to a face quicker than a sweet nostalgic memory of one’s childhood memories. Indeed, this is absolutely true to me as I am now entering into the second-half of my life i.e. 35 years to 70 years. (very much like in a football game, any chance for me to live beyond the second-half is considered as the extra "golden" time!)

I grew up in a small town called Inanam, off the city of Kota Kinabalu, Sabah. Growing up there was rather tough because the main economic activities you could do there were on vegetable farming and rubber tapping. Although I went through primary school struggling to keep a good head on my shoulders, there are many sweet memories I remember about my childhood.

I can, for instance, clearly recall the first day of class in my primary one schooling when I got to know a few of my closest buddies until todate. I remember my mum teasing me that she'd only come back to pick me up in the afternoon only if I don’t cry and behave myself in school. And, for reasons I still don't quite understand, I recall with shocking clarity the many good times I’ve spent with my buddies playing marbles, lastic, kayu tiga, gasing, etc. during recess and after school time.

Life during my first half was indeed, fun and interesting, full of fond memories that I'd always cherish now and then. It gives me great joy to think back and to recall people, friends, places and moments even of those I had almost forgotten. Perhaps, that was because at this phase of life, I was rather naive as other children, but having the great courage and adventurous spirit to explore and try out new, exciting things and getting to know new friends! We'll never understand the meaning of failure, when we fell we stand up right away, when we lost, we play it again and when we failed we keep trying until we achieve success with joy and satisfaction!

Adulthood Cowardice

Indeed, these are the childhood courage that we are lacking as I/we move on towards my/our second half of life. Living based on the socalled month-end pay cheque mentality is rather a reckless culture that sucked out our strength to live life meaningfully. The moment we step into our working adulthood, we hardly spend quality time doing things that we really enjoy. Wasting time and money during weekends at the various shopping malls has become the major form of entertainment especially to those living in metropolitan cities.

My adulthood daily routines had since changed focus onto how to secure my 8am-8pm job, pay for my taxes, morgages and credit cards debts at the end of the month, and with little or no savings left for contingencies such as medical expenses and retirement needs. Without realising it, I slowly and surely become the slave to my creditors and get stuck in the rat race whereby I am being starved with hardly, if any great memories to cherish, unlike during my childhood time. Sounds a bit pathetic huh? And indeed, thats true and that’s why and how I now became desperate to achieve breakthrough, to seek change and achieve progress, and to regain the real meaning and fond memories of life, before the whistle blows, and its game over!

My friends, does this sounds familiar to you?? Do you think you're also in need of a breakthrough in life? Come and join me as another real Breakthrough Desperado!