Malaysia, Gordon Ramsey cooks for lots of famous people. All they will remember is that Susan had a party and that Susan has a great house with a pool. Really? You were a hanger on at a party where no one will remember your name or what songs you picked. I even talked to a few and got to pick a couple of songs for the dance. Yipee! Doesn’t this sound a little too much like an interchange in the halls of a middle school? “Susan had a party over the weekend and I got INVITED! I got to go and all the popular kids were there. He graced Malaysia for a few days and made the PM a vegetarian meal on Wesak Day.
These accomplishments are all well and good and I applaud them but let us look a bit closer at them. Malaysia also won a gold medal at the Chelsea Garden Show. Martha Stewart flew in during the same time frame and filmed a few episodes of her show in KL and Sabah. In the last few weeks the local newspapers have crowed as Gordon Ramsey made a visit to Malaysia and cooked for the Prime Minister. Often as I leave my work world and walk into the world of my personal life, I am struck with the fact that I see Malaysia in the throes of this same transition. Students sacrifice their identity for popularity and coolness. Those of us who have walked through the fire look back through the flames with sadness, as what is unique and wonderful is burnt and mangled and usually replaced with cheap mimicry and the mundane. Language, fashion and attitudes are all victims of their attempts to find acceptance and prestige. What makes this a difficult transition to watch is when you see a wonderful and unique student changing to find acceptance within a certain group of peers. I’m sure it was something I succumbed to as well although in my tainted memory I was the kid who refused to buy a letter jacket and a class ring…oh, I did have a Mo Betta shirt. I still remember my brother buying a pair of overalls back in the late ‘80s when it was cool to wear them with one side unhooked. They try to mimic the most popular stars, girls striving to be razor thin and boys adopting mannerism or speech and fashion that makes them cooler. Students hit those tender ‘tween years and before our eyes go through identity crises. Those of us that work in middle schools deal with and observe a sad ritual every year. I've never had an experience like this where a shampoo or shower foam went bad with such panache (to my knowledge). Evidently a jungle rain reeks like rotting flesh. Bending down, I twisted the pump off the shower cream and realised the culprit was actually my jungle rain shower cream. So I started to blame the water until I realized that the water would only smell for part of the shower, specifically the part of the shower when I was using shower cream. I dismissed it as my usual horrible body odor but I began to notice it every time I showered. A week ago I noticed a really bad smell while showering. That was in March and I've been slowly working my way through the shower cream ever since. I wanted to support them so I overpaid for a bag that had some shower cream, talc powder and 3 bars of soap. They were selling some of their products at the carnival, which are basic toiletry products.
This company, called TLC for short, gives away their profits to charities.
We invited a company called "Truly Loving Company" to be part of the festivities. A few months ago our school held a charity carnival called IU Day.
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