I see ‘em!

I was about to skip over the accounts of my 1 week attachment to my Primary School, when I asked myself:

‘Mark, oh isn’t there anything to write about?’

No small part to the incessant probing by Mushroom Choom-choom, I have decided to think abit deeper into that one week episode. Often our exchanges go like this:

M.C.C.: How was your week? Must have been very exciting?!

Me: Erm… (thinking) … umm… (forgetting) nothing much.

It was only when I decided that, in order to have proper conversations, I had better start talking abit more, that I decided to exercise my memory more to dig up nuggets of meaning. Thus I began thinking…

Hence (ping! epiphany!), I observed a weird occurance, (dumdumdumdum)

"Time flies when you are having … naps"

During this year’s attachment, our gang of 4 was usually passed over by teachers hooded in secrecy, mostly likely guarding their (mostly likely illegal) secrets to taming their class of 39 monsters. (Yea, 39 monsters cos Big Moe is proud that no teacher has ever to endure 40 these days)

Thus our day was spent in equal parts napping at the back of a class as it was hiding from the hooded figures of those spooked corridors.

The week wasn’t interesting, but strangely time didn’t crawl either. Thus I speculate a theory:

Time’s acceleration is not proportionate to your amount to fun. (As many self-consoling time-wasters are wont to have u believe with a smug smile)

Time doesn’t fly when you are having fun. Instead, Yes!

Time flies when you are having NAPS!

Why then did the popular phrase come about? Ah simple, naps are fun. But not all fun comprises of naps. They were simply confused part-to-wholes.

To verify my hypothesis, we only have to look to Einstein. Or rather look at Einstein. He has peered into the truth to Time and Relativity. He knows the power of Naps. Look at his famous bed-hair!

 

Hence I’d like to end with a poem (kept short so that I can have a longer nap)

            ~ Ode to Nap ~

          Naps are fun,

      (oh who would deny),

     the bound needles run,

    with a close of the eye.

                                          Oh! - to nap!