Another road

Some time ago, I asked my mother about my friend Dara. Dara was my best friend and the closest girl I ever held to my heart as a young boy (and it was a very brief period of my life at that). My mother insisted I check some important documents.

I discovered my grades from 2nd to sixth grade and discovered that I always had the same trend in Elementary as I did in later life (always 8 average it seems). I was surprised to discover I had only satisfactory grades in Math...funny considering I had to deal with higher math all the way to the end.

More importantly I rediscovered the nature of the special education I was to receive at Eastern had I continued living in the states - Humanities and Communications.

Not long ago I described in detail to a friend that I could have chosen 2 alternative paths in life before being an engineer (well three, but Computer Science might as well just left me without knowledge of Electronics). I could choose being a student of Visual Arts and die of poverty or become a Graphics Designer and die of frustration (I don't like technique that much).

Apart from the arts, I now know that I did have the skills to become a child of the humanities or that of communications (politics or marketing). Odd since I have to deal with students from both these days. I've always known that engineering was just a means to an end - I only ever cared about videogames. I have knowledge that I could've gone somewhere else, the opposite of engineering and sciences (art having been middle ground I guess).

My great grandfather, a learned man of law and once a governor, forbade any of his children or grandchildren to go the path of the humanities, though he never said anything of me...he died before I was born. Nonetheless I shared his view at one point, considering all human matters to be a waste of time, but now I must admit...I was only running away.

On the one hand, it's sad nothing human is truly quantifiable - so we can fix things; on the other, the mystery of our humanity is what keeps me alive and faithful.

That we are able to love, hate and live...those are the greatest miracles I have found myself with. I am a humanist who has seen that the grass isn't any greener on the other side of the spectrum of knowledge. I endeavor to love and to live...God help me should the need ever arise to hate.