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We all hope it's not a name change for the sake of a name change, but it's officially reported in ST in today's papers that the ministry is leaving behind the TRIM AND FIT CLUB name for another programme named the healthy lifestyle programme. I guess this news is a piece of hope for those pudgy little ones who already have unhealthy varicose veins the size of pregnant ladies, and also for those who don't own a neck. The auto-stigmatisation a kid faces for getting grouped into this club is usually too hard for a young being to face, and this feeling is oh-so-familiar to me. Labels: TAF
In primary school, i was the borderline plump kid, who don't get teased but was occasionally prompted by my mum to cut some weight. Then, in Secondary One, i accidentally over-ate on the day we were supposed to stand on some scales for recording of some discriminating numbers, and ta-dah, i was in (we all hope in our mind that it was just some accident). Then came the recesses and breaks when you don't jump up with joy when the bell rings, since it's usually time for some step-ups and running around the school compound. And if you're a long-term member of the club, you'll understand that yes, exercise does do you good, but it doesn't when there are thousand pairs of eyes looking at you when they pass by the "TAF" compound, at least not psychologically. And you get it much worse, if you are an overweight plump adolescent boy barely past your puberty stage, and you need carbo to keep you going, hence in the last five minutes of the recess break, you dash for the canteen after exercise, and gorge yourself with calories that'll last you through the day after the intensive exercise. Now what good will that do?
I was in and out of the TAF club. After every weight-taking routine, i'll immediately refer to the weight-height chart's 120% column, and i went "YEAH!" twice in my secondary school days when i luckily escaped "blind exercise without proper dieting weight-loss club days". It doesn't help that i stopped growing taller since primary school days.
This morning, after reading the article,i rejoiced for the greater good for schooling-beings, but not for long. Education about proper diets and motivation for more exercise all sounds so cliche to me, and it's like some boring N.E lessons. Yes, parents say their kids won't be judged by their sizes anymore. But, who knows? It might just be another case of pure name change, and nothing else more.
finished rambling
12:59 AM <3