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Sunday, July 23, 2006
holla
okay, week's here...
promos getting closer..
posts will decrease..
but im still on that victorian mood now..
so here is a wonderful poem guys...
it's by this ex victorian...
quite a good read, even if you arent victorian...
and it's titled 'Victoria School', so vj peeps who never went to vs, you arent counted as victorians in this...
VICTORIA SCHOOL
Nil sine labore.
We felt but did not grasp
That truth, until the years.
The changing age confirmed severely:
Nothing without labour,
Nothing is for free.
You grew us well,
Mother of our youth,
Gave grave to toughness,
Tuned mind and feeling.
Our teachers scolded out of love.
We loved them with the fevour
That only mischief has.
We learnt quarrelled laughed,
Little enemies, great friends
In classroom lab assembly
Below the arches of the Hall.
Upon the tower built by Amin
Bock Hai and their scouting gang.
We shared ourselves, so
Found ourselves:
Henry Aziz Boey
Soon Khiang Beng Keng Peter Poh
Guan Noordin Eric Heng Goe
Dhanabalan Teo Yong Chua Seng,
Among the intricacies of calculus,
Adverbial phrase, The Rover,
There was the steadying of the eye
As a though struck deep with beauty,
Or growing symmetry, sudden revelation
We did not feel the day go by
The faces appear each year
Along the corridors to labour, love,
Learn, They too will know
That here our better youth was spent,
That what we are was seeded then.
We do not return to you, mother,
Because we never really left.
Prof. Edwin Thumboo
Class of '51
my better youth was spent there..
memories...
im still loving you...
viva victoria, vintage victoria...
ok...i am off...
Mumbled @ {11:12 PM}
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