- My Daisy Jane - Part I

I was never exceptionally good at anything.


In primary school, I never was one of the top few in grades.


I could never compare to my elder siblings.


I was always a reserve in the class relay team.


I wasn't good at any sport.


I wasn't handsome, that's for sure.


I was frequently punished for not doing my homework in school.


I hated science, still do anyway.


Sucked at computer games.


Was ultra skinny.


Got bullied quite alot, even from pre-school.


Hated piano. Quit after grade 3.


Did however, win the Primary 6 leaving party Talentime Singing:


"Walking in a Winter Wonderland"

But who remembers that.




In church, my brother always got all the compliments.


He went to ACSI.


I missed it by a point.


I took a great liking to tennis.


Never got very far.


Didn't make a prefect just cos one of the seniors hated me.


Had to settle for monitor.


Didn't get accepted by the 'cool' guys.


That's actually pretty stupid now that I think of it.


Beat probably the whole school in eating during recess.


Became fat. So clever.


Didn't make the choir comm in Sec Three just because I had a class outing that day.


Grades remained terribly the same.


Heh.. sounds quite horrendous doesn't it.






But I never did despair, and I never fought back.


Well maybe I did, but I can't remember.


Cause I realised I did have a talent somewhere.


And all I/You need to do, is to put effort and passion in to developing it.


For the right reasons.


And developed it shall be.

Beautifully.