In praise of daydreaming
I’VE never been the ambitious type. I’ve always daydreamed and my sweetest memories of school were of looking out the window during class and daydreaming about the world out there. In fact, I always prayed at the start of every new schooling year that I would get a prized window seat in my classr...
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The Malaysian Insight
2023
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| Summary: | I’VE never been the ambitious type. I’ve always daydreamed and my sweetest memories of school were of looking out the window during class and daydreaming about the world out there.
In fact, I always prayed at the start of every new schooling year that I would get a prized window seat in my classroom from which I could perpetually daydream at every given opportunity.
Now that I am an adult with school-going children, I reflect back on the standard (and limited) occupations my-then school teachers and textbooks used to encourage us to think about “when I grow up”. |
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