God Said "No".

I have been journalling about this so much that I didn't realise I had not blogged about it, until a friend texted me to ask about it. Well, the news is that I didn't get the job in NIE that I was really, really hoping to get :(

It has been hard accepting that news on a few fronts. First of all, I had been so very sure that going back to teach had been God's direction for me. I took my current job only as a short-term posting and had always intended to get back to teaching which I really love. And this position seemed to seal it in the sense that I would be doing 2 things I love - teaching and mentoring young people. I carry in my heart a desire to impact young teachers, to kindle a passion to teach that would survive the daily blahs that come with the job these days. And going to NIE would have meant reaching young English teachers, many of whom get dispirited so early in their teaching careers.

Then of course there was the ego to manage. To be told that I did not have the experience they were looking for was depressing. But it is true. Though I have been teaching for more than 25 years, much of that teaching has been at pre-university level plus my degree is in English Literature. What they wanted was someone with secondary school experience, having taught English language not General Paper and English Literature. So there was a mismatch of expectations. But everyone I had spoken to had been so sure that the job was mine for the asking that I suppose one part of me had begun to believe it as well. My boss was so sure that I would be offered the job that he did not even assign me tasks for next year and had advertised for a replacement! The talk in the office had centred around how things would be managed after I left and what I needed to do to hand over!

So to be turned down has been hard to accept. And I have been feeling a gamut of emotions. A part of me is really sad because I had looked forward so much to teaching again. Then I feel wary - that somehow I have become outdated and perhaps my 'market worth' is not what it used to be. And it is hard to see not getting the job for what it is - that I was not the best person for the job - and seeing it as a rejection of me as a person.

But 3 days ago, I was talking to R and she pointed it out to me - this is God saying no, isn't it? And I have to admit, yes it is. It is God. Humanly speaking there were many reasons why this job should have been mine for the asking - I am far more experienced than the job demanded, 2 out of the 3 interviewers were my personal friends, 1 of the interviewer in fact knows how well the class I teach in NIE is ranked by the trainee teachers, both my bosses were prepared for my departure and had remarked on separate occasions that they were sure NIE would be very happy to have me. In fact I had received an email from 1 of the interviewers in March this year asking me if I would go join them in July this year and I had said no, I will come next year. So after all that, I have to admit that if the answer is no, then it is truly God closing the door. And maybe, that is why my boss could not find someone to take over my post too! God was keeping it for me! Hahahaha.

So I chafe no more. Yes, this door is closed. But I know my loving Father has other doors for me to walk through. He knows my way.

Through It All

I was so encouraged by this song in church today. I love it. My God is faithful and He never lets me go! Just want to share it with you and hope you are encouraged by it! Whatever the season of your life, wherever you are now, His hand is over you.

Quote

"....which brings us to the good thing about getting older: you get to see how things play out — what happens to people, what doesn't. It's like finally getting to the best part of a novel. Sure, you can always read ahead. But it doesn't mean as much if you weren't there for the first part!"

- Ann Cannon

Quote

"It is not because the truth is too difficult to see that we make mistakes.... we make mistakes because the easiest and most comfortable course for us is to seek insight where it accords with our emotions - especially selfish ones." - Alexander Solzhenitsyn

I agree. Often we make wrong choices not because we did not know, but because that choice was an easier one to make and it made us feel better, not because it put us in a difficult place.

A Note to My Friend

My friend - you know who you are. You tell me you wish you had my life. You think I have it altogether and you have lost your grip on yours. I wish I had told you what was on my mind when you said that. But I felt then that you were hurting too much to hear it. So I am telling you here because I think you will read this.

My life is not perfect. I am not always happy. Many days I wish I had a different life. But I have come to accept this life I have been given and that I think makes the difference.

I stop myself when my mind wants to play the 'If only...' game or the 'I'll be happy when....' game. At any one moment in time, I have come to realise, I have the capacity and ability to choose - choose my reaction, my feeling, my perspective. You do too. If you keep asking "Why me?", you will continue to think you are a victim of other people's actions and circumstances. And it will not get you out of the place you are in. Life can be unfair.

There is no divine decree that says life for any one person on this world will be a fairy tale. Each one of us hopes ours will be the enchanted life, but that is a false hope that will only make the crash harder when it comes. Yes, you have been dealt a poor hand now. But please don't think I have not had hard places in my life. If you think I am at peace all the time, I assure you it is not so. But the hard places have built me up and made me stronger and when bad things happen I think back to other bad times and know I survived those and I feel peace knowing that these times too shall pass. That's why you think I am always at peace.

I will be doing you a disfavour my friend if I let you go away thinking I am just a strong woman. I am not. I belong to a strong God. I hope the next time we meet you will let me share my experience with my God with you. Then you will understand what I meant when I told you "The joy of the Lord is my strength".

If Christians were somehow miraculously protected from the evils and sorrows of the world, I am sure the whole world would have accepted Christ by now! No, we are not protected - we have, in fact, more than our share of heartache, straying spouses, divorce, deaths, rebellious children, lost jobs, financial ruin.... But we DO have a strong unchanging Rock that holds us together in the middle of our crisis.

So when you think I seem to have wisdom to make decisions, it is not me - I have a God who gives me peace in my heart when I am acting in line with His will and troubles me no end when I am doing things to please myself. That's how He guides me. When you say I am kind because I talk to people who have hurt me without anger or bitterness, it is because that is the example He set for me when He forgave those who tortured and killed Him. When you say I am always happy, my dear, you are wrong. I am not. But I do have joy, which is a very different thing, because it is not a feeling that is here with me now and then gone but an assurance that nothing will happen that is not in God's plan for my life. And if He allows it, He will take me through it.

I am saying these things here and not in an email because I thought you might be offended if I said these things to you straight. I am in a difficult place. I value you as a friend and want to just listen to you and share your sorrow, but I also know in my heart that there are things you are not ready to hear that I must say to you, precisely because you are my friend. So here it is on my blog. We can talk about it. Or we need not. You are still my friend.

Vidhya's Wedding Photos

I have finally managed to figure out how to import the photos from my new-fangled camera to my laptop :) So here are some pictures from my recent trip to London for my niece's wedding!

My darling daughters and my niece Charllyn all dolled up. Charllyn was a bridesmaid. Vidhya had dresses done up for all her bridesmaids in the same material but in different designs. They all looked very pretty!

From L to R: That's my niece Renu who lives in Florida, my daughter R, the bride Vidhya, my niece Charllyn, my daughter J, and my nephew Arvind looking dapper in his bestman's suit.

Me, my tummy and my daughters :)

With my favourite niece Maya who bugs J by insisting that she is actually my first daughter :)

With my sisters! I have 7 sisters but not all of us could make the trip to London.

The happy couple and my sister, the mother of the bride :)

And my family NEVER has a celebration which does not include dancing :)

8:22pm on 9 August 2009

It was Singapore's 44th National Day on the 9th of August. I am an unashamed flag-waving patriot, causing much eye-rolling among my children and I'm sure one or both of you are going to groan that I am actually blogging about National Day :). Undeterred by my children, I am proud to say that I love Singapore, warts and all!!!

That there are many things I can find fault with I do not deny. But I don't think any country in the world is perfect. Each nation has its strengths and drawbacks. But sometimes I feel among all the countries I have visited (not many, I know), Singaporeans have a penchant for bashing their own nation more than people I have met elsewhere. The Americans and Australians, I think, are the proudest of their countries. A close second are Indians. But many of my fellow countrymen seem to shy away from taking pride in Singapore. Not only do we not speak well, we also respond with disparaging remarks when others comment positively about Singapore!

Recently, a Canadian wrote in to The Straits Times Forum page to say how much he appreciated Singapore and to chide Singaporeans for not having more pride in their country. The very next day a Singaporean wrote in with a long litany of woes, detailing all that he felt was great in Canada - social welfare and low housing cost being chief on his list - and opined that the Canadian didn't know how good he had it and by implication, how bad the Singaporeans had it. I was really glad that the Canadian writer did not take it lying down but replied with a feisty letter standing by all he had said about Singapore and pointing out some of the problems that he saw in Canada. Like I said, every country has its strengths and its weaknesses.

While I do admit that there are other places that I find attractive - like Melbourne - I do not feel a need to criticise Singapore or its government for what I perceive to be the lack of attractions like those that Melbourne offers. Singapore has been good to me. And I think it is this awareness, that if not for me coming to Singapore at 14, I would not have the life I have now, that keeps me grateful to this nation.

By coming to Singapore, instead of staying in Malaysia where I was born, I had access to an English education. This is something all our students take for granted, without ever wondering why so many children cross the Causeway daily from Malaysia and pay exorbitant fees to study in Singapore schools! If I had stayed in Malaysia I would have been taught in Malay and received an education that would not have been recognised anywhere else in the world. I would have had to fight against race quotas in universities and workplaces, I would have had to look for 'connections' or bribe to get ahead and I would have become fiercely protective of my race identity as so many of the Indians in Malaysia are. I would not be free to worship as I am now and I would have to send my children away at an early age or migrate to ensure that my children had a chance to get ahead in life. These are the realities in the country of my birth.

In Singapore, I succeeded purely on merit. The colour of my skin has not mattered. I can honestly say that in the past 38 years that I have lived here, I have not experienced racial discrimination. I have benefited from financial aid offered by the government both during my secondary school days as well as through my university days based solely on my academic performance. I have had opportunities to grow professionally in the civil service; I have raised a family in a government-subsidised house. I do not worry when I return home late after a night out with my friends; I do not worry when my girls are out with theirs. I am not worried about my old age as I have a government pension and medical benefits to see me through till the day I die.

Yes, the government does not give handouts to the poor. But the government does offer heavily subsidised skills training for those who are out of jobs, the government pays the fees of children from poor families, there are few homeless people sleeping on our streets, there are few beggars and if any they are foreigners out to make a quick buck. Education is the great social leveller and the government sends its social workers to ensure that every child of school-going age is in school.

Yes, it is true that this country has been run by the same political party since the day of its independence. Yes, it is true that the current Prime Minister is the son of our first Prime Minister. And yes, it is true we ban chewing gum, cane vandals and hang drug traffickers. Yes, it is true that homosexuals feel discriminated against because we have not repealed the law that says anal sex is a crime :) BUT it is also true that 85% of our people own their homes, have compulsory government savings they can use in their old age and are sure that if they fall ill, they will be seen by a doctor and admitted in hospital if necessary, on the same day.

When all is said and done, I think Singapore is a great place to live in and to bring up a family. And that is why when the call went out this year to collectively say the National Pledge at 08:22pm I decided I was going to join in, no matter how ridiculous it felt! So there we were at 08:22pm on the 9th of August 2009, taking the National Pledge with many other Singaporeans who felt strongly enough about this country we call home.

My personal favourite memory was when Chad, who was visiting from the US, decided he would stand with the rest of us too to honour the moment :) Yay!

We, the citizens of Singapore

Pledge ourselves as one united people

Regradless of race, language or religion

To build a democratic society

Based on justice and equality

So as to achieve

Happiness, Prosperity and Progress

For our nation!!!!