Pet Sounds: A series in which teaching staff and students from the English Department reflect on a piece of music or song. [Read all entries.] [Revisit the “Headspace” series.] [Revisit the “Ongoing” series.] [Revisit the “Interrogative” series.]
I am a very lucky person.
I sleep on a soft bed every night; I have food (three meals!) on my table every day; I can afford the luxury (both time wise and money wise) to play badminton every week; I have a loving family who supports and cares about me; I am married to a loving and faithful husband; I live and work in a place where being gay is okay; I hang out with friends who appreciate me; I have met good mentors who have given me invaluable guidance; I am under a shelter so that I don’t get wet when it rains; I had the chance to receive good education…
Given how none of these are guaranteed in life, I can’t be more thankful and grateful when I count these blessings.
I’d therefore like to share this song with you—the song I chose to perform at my wedding:
Just like an average person, Vinton Poon assumes many different identities. To name a few (not in any particular order), he is a son, a lecturer, a badminton enthusiast, an extrovert, an elder brother, a debating coach, a semi-Buddhist, an academic, a friend, a hypochondriac, a volunteer, and a pursuer of good tea. [Click here to read all entries by Vinton.]