Yesterday once more
Monday, April 06, 2009
The questions for PW came out quite some time ago, and one of the questions is on conservation. I was researching for my brainstorming graphic organizer when I came across this website,
I suddenly recalled the place known as the old National Library. Mom brought jie and I to that place a couple of times before, I think I was barely 5 years old maybe, but that place is still vaguely etched in my mind. If it were still standing on its foundation today, it would have been a silent witness to an innocent childhood I miss veryveryvery much. The final point that website made about the old National Library really struck me. If I could return to that building once again to recall the sweet memories of my childhood, I would. Just being in a place that one once used to visit a very long time ago would give one the satisfactory feeling of a renewed vow, an accomplishment of a task issued a long time ago. All that can never be fulfilled today. I asked my mom and she really misses the old National Library too. It definitely has many more of her memories than mine. If I remember correctly, she used to visit the library with her brothers and sisters when they were really young. A revisitation of the old National Library building would definitely bring a greater sense of joy and fulfillment in her. I guess, it just goes to show how the garment really doesn't get it sometimes. They themselves probably don't have a single memory of the buliding. The fact that petitions with countless signatures were not taken into account in the appeal for the building to be conserved, is very saddening. This starking new discovery gave me a sudden surge of interest in my PW project. I went on to search for pictures of the Old National Library. The following are taken from http://timesofmylife.wordpress.com/2007/09/13/that-red-brick-library-part-2/
I defnitely remember this place too. A cafeteria or eating place. Apart from this eating place I also remember a coffeeshop right beside the Library, according to my mom, that too, is gone.
Of all the three pictures, I defintely remember this scene the most. I have no idea why, but my heart just sank when I saw this picture because I know there's no way I can ever go back to the actual scene and recall when I used to take these steps with my mom as a really small girl.
One final reason you should join HARP
We already are unable to show our children and grandchildren the red brick stairs old national library which stood as silent witness to countless first dates.
We already are unable to show our children and grandchildren the red brick stairs old national library which stood as silent witness to countless first dates.
I suddenly recalled the place known as the old National Library. Mom brought jie and I to that place a couple of times before, I think I was barely 5 years old maybe, but that place is still vaguely etched in my mind. If it were still standing on its foundation today, it would have been a silent witness to an innocent childhood I miss veryveryvery much. The final point that website made about the old National Library really struck me. If I could return to that building once again to recall the sweet memories of my childhood, I would. Just being in a place that one once used to visit a very long time ago would give one the satisfactory feeling of a renewed vow, an accomplishment of a task issued a long time ago. All that can never be fulfilled today. I asked my mom and she really misses the old National Library too. It definitely has many more of her memories than mine. If I remember correctly, she used to visit the library with her brothers and sisters when they were really young. A revisitation of the old National Library building would definitely bring a greater sense of joy and fulfillment in her. I guess, it just goes to show how the garment really doesn't get it sometimes. They themselves probably don't have a single memory of the buliding. The fact that petitions with countless signatures were not taken into account in the appeal for the building to be conserved, is very saddening. This starking new discovery gave me a sudden surge of interest in my PW project. I went on to search for pictures of the Old National Library. The following are taken from http://timesofmylife.wordpress.com/2007/09/13/that-red-brick-library-part-2/
When I saw this picture, in my mind I had an AHA moment. I totally remember this place.
I defnitely remember this place too. A cafeteria or eating place. Apart from this eating place I also remember a coffeeshop right beside the Library, according to my mom, that too, is gone.
Of all the three pictures, I defintely remember this scene the most. I have no idea why, but my heart just sank when I saw this picture because I know there's no way I can ever go back to the actual scene and recall when I used to take these steps with my mom as a really small girl.
It really makes you think, doesn't it?
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