Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Iron Lady

My class teacher once asked each of us to stand up and tell the class of our ambition.

It was way back in the early 90s and I was merely eight years old - the weird kid with china doll hair and skin too fair for her own liking.


Every eight year old kid somehow had an ambition then. Many wanted to be a teacher, one went to the extent of wanting to be a barbie doll. I guess that's us kiddies being ambitious!

When it was my turn, I stood up and told my teacher and the class that I wanted to be Rafidah Aziz.

(Well, for my fellow readers who do not know her, Rafidah Aziz was a prominent figure in Malaysia who was the Minister of Trade for 20 odd years.)

My teacher gaped at me, as if I was an 80 year old grandma stuck in an 8 year old body.

"Why?" she had asked.

I told her that Tan Sri Rafidah was the only working, female role model that I know of. That she's famous and somebody told me that she's an iron lady. I was very impressed.
Superwoman

Of course, a lot of things happened somewhere between 1995 and 2010. But it was not her career that made the 8 year old kid adored her. For the life of me, I had no idea that she was a minister then!

I only know that whenever she's on TV, she speaks like a man.
Growing up however, I realized that just because you're loud,  it does not mean you're right. Just because you're intimidating, it does not mean you're respected. I have learn to appreciate those who listens, not just those who speaks. The balance between speaking up, and listening to views of others is the art of shaping the person you want to be. And the corporate world is generous in guiding me to learn from others and shaping me into becoming the person I desire to be.



Sometimes, I do wonder if I have lost the spirit of the 8 year old girl in my years of growing into the norms, or if she is still there, lurking to come out someday. But whenever I question my ability to do something, or whenever I witness others lacking the confidence to do something, I am reminded of the eight year old girl whose ambition was to be an iron lady. The kid who wanted to speak like a man and the willpower that is naturally in her, and perhaps in all of us.

My prayer is that we will respect ourselves enough to have faith in the person we can become. That we will not be anguished in self doubt, and that our willpower will never override our conscience and humility in achieving our dreams.

My simple prayer is that we will pursue our dreams, and twinkle together :)

Lets get twinkling! 

8 comments :

PP said...

I've a premonition that you're going to be a prominent figure in business world. May everything you wish comes true. =)

Anonymous said...

"just because you're loud, it does not mean you're right. Just because you're intimidating, it does not mean you're respected."

can i quote u on that? pleaaseee say yesss...

AN

A-Jay said...

Wow, thanks PP for those kind words. I hope we will all succeed in our own way kan.

And AN, yes of course..by all means! :)

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cinta / sepi / sayu said...

haha i remember wanting to be the first female president back home. i've moved on now though.

along said...

u were the cutest 8 year old girl ever! i love u pipi tak hengat!!! hehe

A-Jay said...

I'm still cute along, what are you talking about! Hahahah.

First female president? Interesting, what have you moved on to? :)