Log #6

          Nowadays, people often say that the education in Taiwan stops our children or teenagers to actively express their thoughts in class. They become more silence, and they even don’t have their own thoughts. Few days ago, I saw an article about this and thought that it also related to the self-discovery. I found that the older I am, the fewer things I learn and like. I start to think what I was before.

In the elementary school, I like lots of things and spent lots of time doing them. I could spend all day reading novels and picture books of Shakespeare until my mom stopped me and asked me take a rest. I could go swimming and play basketball or dodge ball with classmates after school every day. I also actively make an effort to get a chance to get into the choir and ballet school team because I liked singing and dancing. Besides, I like classic music so I saw opera and listen to the classic music before going to bed. I even learn how to play piano. What’s more, when teacher asked questions, all the classmates raised hands and answered the questions positively. Then, when I was in the junior high school, I was very interested in math and I was good at it. I found that doing math questions made me happy and had a sense of achievement. Hence, at that time, the major I want to study in the future was math. I loved math so much. Apart from math, I still spent many time reading books, and I learned how to draw cartoon from my classmate and learn how to construct the structure of novel and how to write it. I usually discuss with classmates to come up with new plots of the novel.

Next, it’s the senior high school. I still fell in love with math. In the club, I began to learn how to play guitar. Also, I learn how to organize an activity and cooperate with my classmates to hold this activity. Moreover, the most important part of my senior high school is cheerleading. I accidentally joined the cheerleading school team, which made me realize that I should decide I hate this thing or not after giving it a try instead of just saying that I didn’t like it and didn’t do this thing forever. As a result, after I recall what I was before, I am shock that how colorful life I had before. Now, in the college, although I have more free time to do what I like, I don’t know what to do and just waste precious time sometimes. I should start to think what had happened on me and what change me. I had lots of hobbies before. Why now don’t I have most of them?