Long way before the A levels, I wrote an essay entitled "We pay too much attention to the standard of living and not enough to the art of living" for GP. I scored reasonable well done (36/50). Yesterday was the GP "A" level exam. And the night before, I was looking at that particular essay, but I told myself "Aiyah, I don't think I will do this kind of essay for A level" and so I didn't read the essay. Instead, the whole night, I read other essays regarding science and tech and globalisation, for I intending to do on either one of these topics.And a few days before that particular night, my close friend send this poem reminding us to slow down the pace of life, for life is not a race. It was a beautiful poem (see below) written anonymously. And two days before the GP exam, I was deleting some of my e-mail messages. When the email that contains the poem come into screen, I almost deleted it but then I told myself "eh, this poem is very nice, shouldn't delete it". So I didn't delete the poem but neither do I went to read the poem again.
Yesterday during GP paper 1, there is no topics especially on globalisation. And for the topics on science, there were only about farming, medicinal science and mathematics which I could not think of anything to write. Then there was QUESTION 9: "Instead of speeding up the pace of life, we should slow it down." My heart sank as I regretted not reading my "Art of living" essay the night before, and the beautiful "slow-down" poem that I did not delete. Is this supposed to happen this way? A destiny? Is it a sign for me before the GP exam? or is it just a mere coincidence?.
Anyway, the following is the poem I am talking about:
SLOW DANCE
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
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Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
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Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say, "Hi"
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
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The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift...
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower.
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
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- Anonymous -
