My Life These Days

I am going to tell you about random stuff which might not correlate to each other.

#1. My English
I know that my English is not as good as it has to be for someone who aims to be a researcher. But, I am trying my best to learn through Facebook (chit chats with my fellow INFJs, friends from my previous college), webinars hold by scientific journals publishers, novels, books, etc.  I really appreciate when someone told me about how bad my English was and helped me with sentence correction, idioms, and all...but, I really really hate it when someone said "your English sucks" and that was it. No support, no help, not even an encouragement. For the first, second, third, or fourth time, I felt fine and continued my English lesson. However, after some time, I just felt like "OK. Language, English in specific is not my thing. I'm just gonna give up." Now, in my FB account, I wrote that the only language I can understand is Indonesian. It seems my confidence is off for a very long vacation.
Furthermore, what is with people who grandstands in public, humiliates others by saying "your English is messed up"? No one, NO ONE has the right to do that to others. It was improper and rude. People deserve secrecy. Tell them through emails, private messages, Messenger or something. Even when I heard one hell of a messy use of language, I kept my mouth shut in public. Telling others about their weaknesses in front of the world is not the right thing to do.  It will make them feel inferior and hide in a rabbit hole. I know I did and I have no intention to make others feel the way I felt.

#2. My Browser's History
Well well. I love movies and books and songs...usually, my browser would have history of IMDb, Rottentomatoes, Goodreads, blogger...but, this morning, I typed"b" and instead of showing "blogger", it said "bankdata.puskesmas"; "i" for "imdb" was replaced by "intra LI**", "m" for "mediat*****" became "mc.manuscriptcentral". What happened actually? Did I transform myself into an "education" maniac or something? freak out for some time, but when I went home, I saw my Ken Follett's were still on the top shelf accompanied by Stephen King, Jude Deveraux, James Patterson, some graphic novels, etc. So, no. I don't think I changed. My "looking-smart" browser history is just temporary.

#3. Another Thing About Language
Lately, I often met with little tiny kids who speak English very fluently. In the mall, in supermarket, playgrounds, etc. I am amazed by their ability, I really do and I admire their parents' efforts in teaching such a strange language.  English is important, especially if we are talking about the international networks built using that particular language. But, I feel that there's something not quite right about this "tiny-human-speaks-English" phenomenon.
I feel my daughter is like a tree. I want her to grow with healthy long big branches stretch out everywhere and for that to happen, she needs a stable root. I want her to learn proper Javanese and Indonesian and I am thankful I have such the perfect nanny with perfect Javanese "Mboten pareng nggih", "ampun dimaem", "sanes dolanan", with songs like Gundul-gundul Pacul, Gambuh, Pocung. Believe it or not, I sing traditional songs from all over Indonesia for her, even national songs (but not those Indonesian "alay" love songs) and I am not in the very least intimidated by those moms singing Twinkle-twinkle Little Star and Itsy Bitsy Spider.  I want her to set root and grow. Learn her identity first, embrace it, and international orientation can come after. Am I wrong? Ah, well, I think when the time come, I can always ask her what she really wants to learn.

Another ramblings will come soon. heh.

Chirp chirp,
Me