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“One should never do anything that one cannot talk about after dinner.” ~Oscar Wilde
This entire essay could be composed solely out of Oscar Wilde quotes, but that would be missing the point and I probably would not get my just reward for this 2AM rumination on the merits of politeness.
But I shall sprinkle my words with Oscar Wilde as generously as I can get away with.
That. Is my politeness.
My dedication to this essay.
And to getting those pics.
Perhaps the best way to start an essay about politeness from the perspective of someone who has been neglecting the artistic and the beautiful side of life for much too long and has lost much of his way with words … is to define what “polite” even means in the first place.
“Politeness is best expressed as the practical application of good manners or etiquette”, as dear old Wikipedia has to say.
Rubbish, that tells us nothing, just gives us two more wishy-washy terms to define. Ones that even within a single society are impossible to pinpoint. Just in my long lifetime of 21 years the rules of etiquette have changed significantly.
When I started life the only well mannered thing to do was to take care you did not somehow manage to miss the diaper and I’m told, while utterly disgusting, pising all over your parents when they are changing you does not even begin to be ill mannered – it is even full of wit.
Nowadays if I but imply that I am a gentleman, women laugh and call me lewd.
So that definition is useless.
Perhaps if we try with a little Wilde again: “The terror of society, which is the basis of morals, the terror of God, which is the secret of religion — these are the two things that govern us.”
That becomes slightly more useful then does it not? We can now figure that politeness is some kind of selective function in the evolutionary algorithm of our behaviour. An uneducated person first tries to do or say a thing, if the outcome is favourable said behaviour is then reinforced, if the outcome is less than favourable the behaviour is lessened and eventually it goes away.
This then makes politeness an immesuarable discrete function of actions. We can observe it by measuring the median of the correlating discrete function of responses, which should in theory turn out to be a roughly sinusoidal function limiting to some sort of commonly defined moving average of positive responses.
Now that we know what we are talking about it becomes quite easy to discern what the positive merits of being polite are – positive responses!
In general this should mean that when a person is polite it should be easier for them to achieve the attended goal of specific interactions with another.
But: “To be good, according to the vulgar standard of goodness, is obviously quite easy. It merely requires a certain amount of sordid terror, a certain lack of imaginative thought, and a certain low passion for middle-class respectability.” ~ Oscar Wilde
And experience does often teach us that the exact opposite of being polite creates more success than being polite does. People do not like boring. People do not NOTICE boring. Boring is lame. Politely boring is horrible.
When striving to achieve something one should be as far from polite as possible. Carefully frollicking on the line of appropriateness lies the key to success. And that is an order of magnitude worse than touching the politeness line. Oh yes!
Please stop being polite. Only Americans want to be polite.
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Jul 3, 2014-Politeness is a way of being polite ourselves. A polite child is a child who says and does everything in a polite and pleasing manner. We all love to have a happy and joyful life. Everybody loves those people who are respectful, helpful and are polite. These are some of the good habits to make our life meaningful. Among these good manners, I think politeness is the most important. It is my best because everyone loves to hear something good and respectful words. If we also like good and respectful words from others, why don’t we use polite manner and words in our daily life?
The persons who behave politely have already made themselves and their lives so precious. But those persons who show rude and disobedient behaviour towards others gradually spoil their lives. Politeness has a power to make a rude person polite. First of all, we should show our politeness in our family. When our parents come from their work, they may be tired as well as in a kind of tension. At that time, if we show polite behaviour and caring nature to our parents, they will be very happy. They will look very fresh and tension-free because of our behaviour. Similarly, we should never forget to greet our teacher at school. Obeying them is also a good habit of a good student. Doing the given work in time and always respecting them are some good manners of a student at school.
There are some magic words which really reflect politeness in our behaviour. Some of them are: ‘sorry,’ ‘excuse me,’ ‘thank you’ and ‘please’. If we break something or hurt someone, we should apologise by saying sorry. If someone helps us in difficult situations, we should express gratitude by saying thank you. Before we take someone’s belongings, we should seek permission by saying please. So these are some of those magic words which help us become a better person and make our life precious.
The golden days of childhood
Always make us feel good
Residing in a dream land
Making houses out of sand
The reasoning of immature mind
Arguing for something new to find
Spare me from this world of competition
From people with such false pretension
I wish I could behold my childhood
Leaving beyond the world so rude.
Arunima Higher Secondary School
Matilda: My views on our Annual School Musical
Matilda is quite different and challenging at the same time. In the past years we did plays like Les Miserables, Beauty and the Beast, The Lion King, Romeo and Juliet, Fiddler on the Roof, Siddhartha-Birth of a Dream, Oliver, Sound of Music, etc. and for all those plays, the students needed to portray the characters of older, grown-up people. But this time, we are getting a chance to relish the beauty of childhood. The students will be enacting school children and will be getting a chance to be themselves even on stage.
The story of Matilda-The Musical revolves around a little girl named Matilda and her difficult times at a tender age, her mischiefs and naughtiness and her life heading to a brighter future as she joins school and meets new people, some wonderful, some nasty. Matilda is an extremely smart girl who is hated by her parents (Mr and Mrs Wormwood) for her smartness. The Wormwoods are the most vile, horrible, unloving parents one could ever think of and Mr Wormwood loves nothing but the ‘telly’ and Mrs Wormwood, her looks. They only adore their son Michael, who is a very dull and dense kid. As Matilda starts her school, a place she thought would be wonderful, she finds out that the headmistress, Miss Trunchbull, despises children and does the most terrible things you could ever imagine to children. But things start looking up when she meets her teacher, Miss Honey, who is very kind to students. Along the way, there are endeavours from Miss Honey to make Miss Trunchbull and the Wormwoods aware of Matilda`s genius, which of course, go in vain. There is a time when Mr. Wormwood sells 155 knackered cars as brand new to the Russian Mafia. And later they come to get him.
As the play progresses, the audience will get to experience a range of emotions. Miss Honey`s story will have you weeping for the joy and tragedy. You will revel in Matilda`s awesomeness and her power of telekinesis. You will die of laughter when you see Mr Wormwood getting into his character and when you watch Mrs Wormwood and Rudolpho`s dance number. In a nutshell, you will not be glued to your seat. You will be dancing along to the beautiful songs. And you will be excited for Matilda`s next scheme and will be even more excited to watch Ms Trunchbull perform one of her terrifying feats.
We have finished with all the acts and all we now need is some bits of brushing up. We have come to the end of the story and realised that, along with the adventures of getting into our characters and the story, we have also learned so many new things. Through this play, we have learnt to cherish our friends, teachers (take Miss Honey for example; she’s wonderful) and parents (thank God, we don’t have parents like the Wormwoods) and our childhood. We have also learnt to never ever bear injustice.
Malpi International School is presenting its Annual School Play for the year 2014, ‘Matilda-The Musical’ on July 9 and July 10 at the Nepal Academy Hall, Kamaladi.
Malpi International School
THE CATALYST TO MY LIFE
THE CATALYST TO MY LIFE
Those twinkling eyes can attract any heart.
But it’s your good brain that makes you so smart.
Your cute little nose fits your cute little face,
And your tidy brows leaves no trace.
Oh the way you move your raven hair,
And the way you smile at me,
Is and will always remain among,
The best moments of my life.
Your demeanour, your voice,
Is so sweet and lovable
But it’s your good attitude,
That makes you so adorable.
But the best part is you will always remain,
How you are the catalyst to my life,
the light to my darkness,
and the happiness to my joy.
That makes you one and the only special one.
Scout camping at Kakani
Scout camping at Kakani
As a Scout member, I got to take part in many adventurous activities, such as hiking and trekking. But camping, which I went on only once, was a once-in-a-life experience.
I had an early start to my day. On the way to school, I was having difficulty carrying my backpack. But as I met with my friends on the way, they made me feel I wasn’t the only one having difficulty in carrying such heavy a bag. At about eight in the morning, we were all seated on the bus and were about to leave for our campsite, Kakani. On the way, we witnessed a breath-taking view of Kathmandu and saw farmers working in their fields and kids. After about two hours of bus ride, we reached our destination.
The sun was shining, the sky was clear—it felt like we were in a different world. We also had with us an instructor who guided us very well. It was thanks to her guidance that we won the ‘Best Patrol’ award.
On the first day, we were busy with abseiling, omega, commando-bridge, and other adventurous activities. During the night, we watched a documentary about Nepal Scouts. It made us realise we are a very contributing group of people who provide service to society, a fact that made us proud.
The following day, we woke up early and exercised and meditated. The second day was filled with activities too.
In the evening of the second day, 12 scouts went to bringing firewood for the camp-fire. I was among them as well. We were inside a dense jungle. It started to rain very heavily. Every one of us cursed our luck. Anyway, we had to get firewood for the camp-fire. One of us would cut the tree branches the other would carry it. We took down many trees. We were in a dilemma for a while. We had no idea what to do. Then we tied the trees with our ropes. And all of us carried the trees at once. If I was alone, I would have taken two days to take all that stuff to our camp. This incident made me realise that we should unite in order to accomplish anything more quickly and more efficiently. During the night, we played music and someone at the front would dance or sing to entertain everyone. We were having a lot of fun. But everything has an ending. That disappointed me.
The next morning, it was time to say good-bye to the campsite. We all packed our belongings and headed back home. On the way, I could see the same farmers ploughing their field. Suddenly, I got a flashback of us cursing our luck that it rained the other night. I immediately realised that we were wrong. The same rain would help to run the livelihood of those hardworking farmers and feed many people, including us. I saw the same children smiling at us. That sight gave me an impression that true Nepalese always smile, even when they are really poor. I went back home and shared my experience with my mom and dad. I still remember the smile on the face of those kids. I still remember the sight of hills around there. I still remember the rain that has helped us to survive till date. I knew that I couldn’t see that in Kathmandu.
Chelsea International Academy
Published: 04-07-2014 09:12
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