If I didn't know it was from a movie soundtrack (and with associated characters), I would think it's rather disturbing – a school girl expressing love to an older man? And it's her teacher?!
But then it's also about "my best friend" –Â so yeah sure. Whatever.
I think the melody and tone (instead of the lyrics) make 90% of the listening quality. It's one of my favorites despite the meaning of the lyrics.
Almost eleven years ago I kindled an important friendship with a 40 year old professor when I was 18.
There was no sex, there was no romance; there was no violation of professional ethics. We just talked. About
physics and metaphysics and the nature of the universe and pet cats and toothpaste and everything and both of us
were made better by the connection. Years later we struck the friendship up again and the connection has not changed,
although I am no longer teased by my classmates about being in love with the teacher. He...
Almost eleven years ago I kindled an important friendship with a 40 year old professor when I was 18.
There was no sex, there was no romance; there was no violation of professional ethics. We just talked. About
physics and metaphysics and the nature of the universe and pet cats and toothpaste and everything and both of us
were made better by the connection. Years later we struck the friendship up again and the connection has not changed,
although I am no longer teased by my classmates about being in love with the teacher. He was my teacher, but he was my best friend; at the time, he was the only person who really
"got" me, and I suspect I was probably the only person who really "got" him. There was nothing manipulative or concocted
to our friendship; it was natural, and was always there, and I believe it always will be. I learned a lot about
what is real and true and good from him.
So he was there from crayons (so to speak) to perfume. I could sing him this song and it would be exactly true.
I don't think there is anything creepy about it; there's not a hint of pedophilia here.
All you have is a student who is profoundly thanking a teacher she connected with on a truly deep level, and it's her
choice how she chooses to express that.
I think we are a society who is deeply afraid of love.
@veryken I just posted a comment up there, and then I saw what you said here. It's funny because I had just said that this could be part of the Lolita soundtrack. He took her from crayons to perfume (made a woman out of her) then when she was old enough she bailed. Probably helped her out quite a bit financially, so she's saying "Thanks, but no thanks." But she's not going to burn any bridges because she may need him again.
@veryken I just posted a comment up there, and then I saw what you said here. It's funny because I had just said that this could be part of the Lolita soundtrack. He took her from crayons to perfume (made a woman out of her) then when she was old enough she bailed. Probably helped her out quite a bit financially, so she's saying "Thanks, but no thanks." But she's not going to burn any bridges because she may need him again.
If I didn't know it was from a movie soundtrack (and with associated characters), I would think it's rather disturbing – a school girl expressing love to an older man? And it's her teacher?!
But then it's also about "my best friend" –Â so yeah sure. Whatever.
I think the melody and tone (instead of the lyrics) make 90% of the listening quality. It's one of my favorites despite the meaning of the lyrics.
It is a song from 1964, a rather different time.
It is a song from 1964, a rather different time.
Almost eleven years ago I kindled an important friendship with a 40 year old professor when I was 18. There was no sex, there was no romance; there was no violation of professional ethics. We just talked. About physics and metaphysics and the nature of the universe and pet cats and toothpaste and everything and both of us were made better by the connection. Years later we struck the friendship up again and the connection has not changed, although I am no longer teased by my classmates about being in love with the teacher. He...
Almost eleven years ago I kindled an important friendship with a 40 year old professor when I was 18. There was no sex, there was no romance; there was no violation of professional ethics. We just talked. About physics and metaphysics and the nature of the universe and pet cats and toothpaste and everything and both of us were made better by the connection. Years later we struck the friendship up again and the connection has not changed, although I am no longer teased by my classmates about being in love with the teacher. He was my teacher, but he was my best friend; at the time, he was the only person who really "got" me, and I suspect I was probably the only person who really "got" him. There was nothing manipulative or concocted to our friendship; it was natural, and was always there, and I believe it always will be. I learned a lot about what is real and true and good from him.
So he was there from crayons (so to speak) to perfume. I could sing him this song and it would be exactly true.
I don't think there is anything creepy about it; there's not a hint of pedophilia here. All you have is a student who is profoundly thanking a teacher she connected with on a truly deep level, and it's her choice how she chooses to express that.
I think we are a society who is deeply afraid of love.
http://eslkevin.wordpress.com/2013/04/29/what-is-the-meaning-behind-the-song-to-sir-with-love-by-lulu/
@veryken I just posted a comment up there, and then I saw what you said here. It's funny because I had just said that this could be part of the Lolita soundtrack. He took her from crayons to perfume (made a woman out of her) then when she was old enough she bailed. Probably helped her out quite a bit financially, so she's saying "Thanks, but no thanks." But she's not going to burn any bridges because she may need him again.
@veryken I just posted a comment up there, and then I saw what you said here. It's funny because I had just said that this could be part of the Lolita soundtrack. He took her from crayons to perfume (made a woman out of her) then when she was old enough she bailed. Probably helped her out quite a bit financially, so she's saying "Thanks, but no thanks." But she's not going to burn any bridges because she may need him again.
@veryken see my recent comment on this song in relation to the younger lady addressing the older man in her life
@veryken see my recent comment on this song in relation to the younger lady addressing the older man in her life