音乐《爱的抒怀》
女儿工作的律师事务所被聘负责某两个医院合并的法律责任，事务所就将这个项目交给我们女儿负责。一周多前，两个医院的合并圆满完成，医院的主律师写了一封感谢信给我们女儿工作的律师事务所。除了表扬她相关法律专业知识“丰富”和能力“高超”，那位主律师还特别提到我们女儿写的合并法律文案总结“如诗”，是他“至今读过的最难忘的法律文案总结”。收到客户送来的这样表扬信，我们的女儿以及她工作的律师事务所都很高兴。
昨天看了女儿同事分享的相关评论视频之后，我忍不住笑了，说：“将法律文案总结写成诗意真是有点独特”，我没好意思说“有点奇葩”：-）））。不过，得知医院主律师的评论，我并不惊讶，因为女儿在中学期间曾经因写作多次得奖，总共获得超过两万美元的奖励（注：这些奖励都是给获奖者上大学用的奖学金）。有趣的是每次我们都是在她获奖之后才知道她的作文被学校老师送去参加竞赛，并且每次在她获奖之后我们才读到她的获奖作品。不止一次她自己也是事先不知道她的作业被语文老师送出去参赛，获奖后才知。
最有趣和最尴尬的是她上高中九年级时，她的语文老师将她的作文选送去参加可口可乐基金会发起的中学生作文竞赛并且获奖；而她上高中十一级时，那时的语文老师也将她的作文选送参加当年的可口可乐基金会发起的相关竞赛，并且再次得奖。然而，她十一年级得的奖以及相关奖学金后来被主办方取消，因为相关竞赛有规定曾经的获奖者不能再参赛。主办方并没有认为我们女儿的语文老师故意犯规，而是认为是老师无意的疏忽造成；我们的女儿也没有受到责备，因为她自己事先并不知道语文老师将她的作文又送出去参赛。
了解到孩子在工作上的成长和进步很开心，也很感恩，谨此作记录。愿她戒骄戒躁，继续脚踏实地工作生活，平安顺遂，成为社会和他人的祝福。
附：女儿11年级写的那篇获奖作文，当年可口可乐基金会发起的中学生作文竞赛主题是关于“peer pressure”（同辈压力）。
My mother once told me that life flows like a ceaseless symphony, majestic, riveting, mysterious, composed by the individual and made complete by the rhythmic throbs of the human spirit. During every strain, someone, somewhere, listens intently. The audience’s face promises an infinite folio of expressions—adoration, disdain, nonchalance… These responses, at times inspiring, at times cruel, and always judging, determine how the composer weaves the ensuing melody. All of us, authors from birth, hope that our works, our lives, win the approval of others. Sometimes, we yearn so ardently that if time were man’s to command, then its frames would forever freeze upon moments where acceptance is mirrored back. However, the pressure stemmed from the opinions of our peers is double-edged; if handled carelessly, we risk disillusionment and the cacophony of lifeless melodies that no longer promise rebirth.
I am but a child, with neither foresight like that of the prophets within Homeric epics nor wisdom granted so profusely to Solomon. I stumble. I get up, and I carry on, as all students do, with a fervent longing for acceptance. Personal identity seems all the more opaque as society offers clashing molds of truth, of morality, of purpose. Others want us to believe what they believe and pursue what they pursue, for in this relative and impressionable age, their vindication flows from the magnitude of their followers. On this journey, conforming is easy; but before you, before we all, jump onto the bandwagon, stop and listen; listen to the mind that seeks understanding beyond passive acceptance and to the heart that hopes for color in a sea of gray. For when we cultivate curiosity and ambition, we summon the courage to carve our own paths and pursue the inexplicable majesties of our own dreams.
Indeed, individualism does not foreshadow a life of solitude. True friends will walk alongside us, carry us, and push us beyond even our own faith in ourselves. They rejoice in our victories and grieve in our losses, and they are the ones whose opinions are truly substantial. But to have such friends, we must also reflect qualities we ourselves seek—compassion, love, loyalty, individuality. In first grade, when we chose to laugh at the boy with the funny accent, we were too young to understand; but today, as we all are older and hopefully wiser, ignorance is no longer excused. Today, we heed the consequences of our choices and bear the fruits of our actions.
For better or for worse, peer pressure was, is, and always will be a contributor to personal identity. But whatever the circumstances may be, if we learn to fix our eyes on aspirations greater than ourselves and take in the lessons of the present, our future will flower in magnificent beauty. And at that ultimate stage of understanding, we perhaps will be able to grasp and live out the timeless melodies of the world’s Masters…Mozart, Tchaikovsky, and Dvorak, his Symphony No.9, “From the New World.”
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