Clean Sheet

Yesterday was my third day this week to go to the bank-- my third attempt to get a replacement ATM card. This unfortunate occurence was sursprisingly not frustrating for me, since I actually enjoyed going back to the bank inside the University. It's been a while since i visited the University, and I forgot how I loved it there. The huge trees, the yellow jeeps, the unpolluted air, the students on slippers, the old halls-- still feel like home.

As I was absentmindedly thumbing my ipod, waiting for my card at the New Accounts Section, I heard footsteps approaching, and a man was saying, "You'll be a bank manager, the money pays well.. don't you love it here, son?" I thought it was probably a father touring an Accounting freshie inside the campus bank. When I looked up, I was pleasantly surprised to see that it was a young father talking to his son, a toddler (not more than 3 yrs old) who was busy sucking on his thumb. I couldn't help but smile, and as the father glanced at me, he also smiled back.

Just as when the clerk called my attention and made me sign a few things, the mom (I assumed) rushed in the bank, waving a piece of paper to the father saying, "Dad, here it is, baby Milo's birth certificate." She was a short plump woman, who one can immediately presume has always alot to say. "Miss, we will open an account for my son", she said. "What are the requirements?" As the clerk enumerated the requirements, she was nodding frantically saying "uhuh, we have that" in between. Woah. She was indeed ready to open an account this instant. For her son.

The clerk then gave them the papers that they had to fill-up. The dad was the one who reached for them and instantly sat down to get started. "Do both parents have to sign?" the mom asked the clerk. "No ma'am, just one." "Any one of us?" "Yes ma'am, anyone of you."

The mom then turned to the dad who was half way filling up the first page. "What are you doing?" the lady asked her husband. "Signing these, can't you see?"--dad. "I should be signing it."--mom "Why not me?"--dad "Because I'm the mom."--mom. The man gave his wife a quizzical look and shook his head. Mom-- "Okay fill it up but put my name, not yours." The husband, who apparently accepted defeat silently said "Ok." and continued with the papers.

At this moment, the mother sat her son on a chair, gave the child a pen and a clean sheet of paper and said, "Here baby, this is the paper that you have to sign for your bank account." The child happily doodled away.

Stupid me, for a second I wondered if the bank really needed the toddler's signature, but i quickly realized that the mom was just making her son feel involved in this family event-- his very own bank account opening.

The clerk handed me my card, made me sign one last time and we said our thanks. As I was walking out of the bank, I couldn't help but feel envy. Lucky child. Aside from the fact that people were fighting to look after him, he had a clean sheet. Literally and figuratively.

Meridith Grey said that children are lucky to be brand new. Pure, untouched, unprocessed. They have a whole lifetime to decide what and how to write on their clean sheets of paper. Sometimes I wish i still have that priviledge. As we grow older, all the decisions we make, how we live our lives, eventually define who we really are. Sometimes we are careful, sometimes we are not. Sometimes we look at our sheets and see what we want to erase, and see how much erasures we have done already. People with less erasures are either too careful, or too carefree. And people with many erasures are those with alot of realizations, and want to change along the way.

I would say that my sheet has little erasure, because I would say that I am under careful and carefree at the same time. And this point, as I look at my paper, there are ALOT of erasures that I want to make. Maybe I am starting to think things back. Maybe I am not liking what I see on my sheet so far. But I am being positive. I have to. I believe that I still have alot of time to carefully design my paper, carefully layout my life. I have big realizations lately, and I am excited to start the erasures, the changes. I think I'm ready for anything.

My sheet (and my blog haha.) will be underrenovation soon.. so i'll keep you posted. =)

How about you? How's your sheet going?