Have you ever wondered what makes all urban humans equal and one? ……
Lots of probable answers must have flashed in your mind in a second and they are all probably right. However, what I think (and I have a right to declare it here as this is my blog after all!) unites us despite other differences is simple – it’s BLOGGING!
My daughters blog, my friends blog, their friends blog…so I decided to get blogsaavy. People tell me it’s not difficult provided you have a passion. If that is so, why …I have at least half a dozen interests and passions. Writing for children, teaching English, Dramatics, writing plays, reading children’s fiction, children’s library, puppetry and translation. Okay, let me stop at seven for today.
So my blog is going to be about all of these. I have taught in schools for over two decades and have been a teacher trainer after that. My passion for the theatre began early with my mother’s influence and it grew and grew as I dabbled at scriptwriting and direction for the radio and stage. And today I can boast of many published plays and books, articles, short stories and translated books.
When I pause to think of all my interests I see the link that unites them all. It’s my love for life and the underlying drama in everything we do. Take teaching for example. A teacher is actually a performer – a superb and brilliant actor/actress who interacts with the students in the teaching-learning process. The classroom is her acting arena. Writing , reading and all that I did or do has an element of drama in it.
Passion is described by the dictionary as an extreme interest in or wish for doing something such as a hobby, an activity etc. I agree it’s a very powerful feeling but surely it’s not for a hobby or a dream. When you have a passion for something , nothing matters and you go all out for seeing that through. At that time you are driven by an enthusiasm and limitless energy that gives you the necessary drive.
Do such passion arise out of nowhere?
I would like to think they don’t. There needs to be a trigger somewhere that sets the ball rolling and parents need to realize this right in the beginning. I know of my friend who read and shared the articles of National Geographic with her two sons right through their childhood. Now the older son is an environmental sculptor and the younger son is following his dream studying Environmental Science.
That’s just one example. For me, I think I know what triggered my interest in the theatre. It’s very silly but absolutely relevant. In Class I , I think, I had been selected to play a character in the action song ‘Old Mac Donald’ but because I fell ill thereafter and was absent for a couple of days I found myself shifted to the chorus. So when all the lucky friends who were doing the characters had nice costumes and make-up, I had to console myself with just a dab of lipstick applied by a sympathetic Miss who liked me a little. Ever since then I was drawn to the theatre and make-up like a moth to the candle.
That is what passion is all about . Have I been able to explain it a little? Yes? Good.
But for those who still fail to get it here’s what T.S. Eliot thinks … and I echo after him :
“It is obvious that we can no more explain a passion to a person who has never experienced it than we can explain light to the blind.”