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Part of me is of the opinion that kids should be seen and should not be heard. I can't stand screaming, bawling children, neither do I like the brash ones who push to the forefront asking questions in an insolent manner. (Yes, I'd like to believe I was neither a screaming, bawling nor brash/insolent child.) Just now this little girl asked very loudly, when I was a mere metre away, "who is that girl?" There's something about her I don't like. The question struck me as being rather rude. Considering that I am more than ten years her senior, I doubt it is very appropriate for her to call me a girl. Labels: musings
Some people believe that a person's character can be revealed in the lines of his/her face. To a certain extent I buy that belief. The words elude me, but I simply get the feeling, by lookin at some people's face, that they're thick-skinned, shameless (for lack of a less harsh word. in Japanese it's probably zuzushi)... Basically people I'm not interested in getting to know better.
On the topic of reading people, I have to admit I'm no expert. Perhaps too much simplicity causes one to be easily duped, and one is only able to decipher what's only surface deep. Adults who have more experience at adulthood have a keener sense of judgement (not that we should judge people, really, but we inadvertently do that), they see more into others' behaviour. Of course there are some who're too extreme and are paranoid, but when we talk about people, I'm often amazed by how an older adult views another. It didn't really occur to me that behind that smiley facade may be someone unfathomable, and it is this exact quality that makes the person scary. It is frightening when you have no idea what's going on in that person's mind. My illusion of a cheerful and magnanimous him has been smashed. Instead, now I see a darker him, a him who replies to a third party with a rather shocking email. And I wonder... Why?
I can only blame myself for my own naivete.