Life is about making choices. I’ve made my choice but my parents don’t agree with it. Why? Is it because of what I choose is bad for me? I don’t think so. You may say that I’m still young and don’t know how to think, or rather crudely, immature. But, I think the decision I've made is not wrong.
I made my choice, that I want to the Genting school trip. Is going Genting bad? According to the PPD, schools aren’t allowed to organize trips like that, all trips must be “Lawatan Sambil Belajar”. But, that’s not the point.
My school is going to organize a 2 day 1 night trip to Genting Highlands, so that us teens from our school, can take a break and have fun. But my parents are against it. Why?
Everyone makes choices and I’ve decided to choose to go for the trip. Going there causes no harm to me. My school exams are over and holidays have just started. I think they are too strict. They say that the environment there is not good. Why? Not like I’ll be influenced. I’m just going there for 2 days!!! Well, I just want to go there to have fun. Ride rides! I want to have a break! Is that too much to ask?
Furthermore, my parents don’t want to discuss about it. They give a definite “no”. They say in ancient times, what parents say goes. BUT, we now live in a modern world, we are no longer in ancient times. At least discuss. Is that too much to ask?
Everybody makes choices. And I’ve made mine. If there are valid reasons of why going Genting Highlands on a school trip, I will change my mine. But, there seems to be none.
As in the poem of Road Not Taken:
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
This poem is about the poet while walking in the woods. He came to a point where the road branched into two. He stood there for sometime to decide on which road to take. He chose to take the road that very few travelers had walked upon. He hoped to return to take the other road another time / day. But, he then realized that from one road branched out to another, to another and to another. He doubted that he will have the opportunity to try the other road. The choice he made had made, had a strong effect in his life.
So, I choose the road where I get to go to Genting on the school trip, after deep thinking. Unless, there are valid reasons why it’s bad to go. I’m open to suggestions.
My wish: I hope I get to go, to the school trip to Genting Highlands.