An attempt to convey a few of the thoughts & feelings of an expatriate teacher in sunny Singapore (and adjacent spots on occasion.)
Spent some time at NUH this evening visiting Kak Kiah. Was struck by my sense of the hospital as being in some sense a good place to be despite the obvious fact that it deals in pain and, sadly, downright suffering. Paradoxical. Pointing to one of those everyday truths that underlie the mystery of existence.
A deep contrast to yesterday's truth about a very bad place dealing in its version of pain.
Made a tough day even harder for myself by reading a piece about the plight of the Rohingya as it stands currently in the west of Myanmar. Not much of a 'feel-good' story - except for the brilliant journalism involved, at every level, and for the faint possibility that, if attention can be paid, perhaps some good can come of this. Perhaps.
