Motivation

You Are Who You Choose to Spend Time With: On environment, language, and the conscious reshaping of our intellectual lives

Victor Tan
 

“You are the average of the five people you spend time with.”


I spent some time this morning reflecting on this familiar adage, turning it over in my mind alongside thoughts about my friendships and the trajectory of my life.

The more I considered it, the more profound it became. There’s no question that the people we spend time with shape our norms, expectations, and capabilities in ways both subtle and substantial.


The Environmental Architecture of Language

If decades of academic research into human language acquisition have taught us anything, it is this: we are deeply shaped by our environment.

The language parents speak to their children from birth forms the very first linguistic memories a child absorbs and later replicates through imitation.

Those of us who did not grow up with English as our first language understand this viscerally.

A child in rural China or India has no incentive to speak English daily—the environment provides none. Instead, they navigate the world through Mandarin, Tamil, or any of the myriad languages that form the rich tapestry of human communication.

The language spoken at home becomes the linguistic lens through which they view the world, shaping not only vocabulary but values, moral frameworks, and even which dictionary—English or Malay—they might one day reach for.

The Limits of Environmental Determinism

Of course, human beings are not merely products of their environments. Individual agency matters profoundly.

From Mandarin-speaking environments have emerged scholars of English literature. Jiang Zemin, former General Secretary of the Chinese Communist Party, rose from destitution to master multiple languages and lead a nation. The mathematical prodigy Srinivasa Ramanujan, working in isolation from formal training, revolutionized mathematics through sheer intellectual force.

Critics of environmental determinism might invoke Noam Chomsky’s concept of the “poverty of the stimulus”—the observation that the linguistic input children receive from parents and caregivers cannot possibly account for the full complexity and creativity of their eventual language use. There must be something more, something internal, that drives our development.

This is true. And yet, it would be unwise to discount the profound role environment plays.

Explicit Rules and Tacit Knowledge

Traditional education tends to emphasize explicit rules: grammatical structures, punctuation conventions, the mechanics of avoiding comma splices. These are lessons that can be taught systematically, absorbed from textbooks, and applied with conscious effort.

But ask someone truly proficient in English—someone whose prose flows with natural eloquence—to explain why a particular turn of phrase works, and they often struggle to articulate it. I’ve observed this phenomenon countless times when questioning students who write exceptionally well. They cannot always explain their choices. They simply know.

This is tacit knowledge—the accumulated wisdom of countless interactions, texts read, patterns absorbed, habits compounded over time. It reshapes how we process, understand, and ultimately articulate language in ways that resist codification. It operates beneath conscious awareness, yet powerfully determines our linguistic capability.

Probability Is Not Destiny

Yes, someone living in an environment devoid of English speakers will very probably never speak English. The probability is higher. Much higher.
But probability is not destiny.

As human beings, we possess a remarkable capacity: we can reshape our environments. We can change whom we interact with, whom we spend time with. Those five friends—whether from family, school, workplace, or public life—can be consciously varied.

Are we not free to choose? Must we accept environments that limit us? Should we settle for spending time with those who refuse to grow, who remain content with mediocrity? Or can we seek out people who share our goals, motivations, and aspirations for excellence?

That conscious choice shapes our trajectory. And it is a choice we must recognize we possess.

Beyond People: Reshaping Your Linguistic Landscape

But environments consist of more than just people. We can also reshape the content we consume, the words we encounter daily.

It is not destined that we spend our days doom-scrolling through social media captions and Instagram reels. We have the option to read substantive blog posts, to engage with the great books that have shaped human thought across centuries – to expose ourselves to good writing and to speech and things that more represent what we want to be as we move from where we are towards a better life.

This is the harder choice, of course. Most people don’t make it.

But precisely because it is both harder and more beneficial, it holds the key to the mastery that so many casually abandon. The path less traveled rewards those brave enough to walk it.

By reading this post today, you’ve already begun to reshape your environment in small but meaningful ways.

Thank you for being part of this journey.
If you’d like to extend that commitment, I invite you to explore our vibrant member section, where you’ll find sample works, detailed resources, and a community dedicated to linguistic excellence and intellectual growth.

Whether you’re writing from Beijing or Bangalore, Cape Town or rural Kentucky, you’re welcome to join us in consciously reshaping the environment of language and thought we inhabit.

The choice, as always, is yours.


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Writing As Thinking

Victor Tan
 

Writing is cool.

It helps you think about what you want to say, and makes you really articulate those ideas out – I’ve always enjoyed it, the way that it forced me to think: What is the best way to order my thoughts?

How do I get what I want to say out?

The answer invariably begins with this:

I must know what I want to say – I must understand what I want to get across; but at the same time, it is through the process of writing that I think my thoughts out.

It then surfaces to me as it always has:

Writing is thinking. 

Not all writing is thinking, it’s true – but writing is a very specific form of thinking – a process of looking at the words that you see and repeatedly clarifying them into a cohesive whole.

The reason I emphasize this is that all too often, students think that writing is a magical skill – the words appear out of nowhere as if transported from a magical box; that what comes out of their pens or their keyboards must be perfect and completely formed; that is an understandable mentality, but it is also often a dangerous one; if you think that perfection is what is needed from the very beginning, you are not likely to start, and in not starting, you won’t get better.

Take this essay, for example – it didn’t come about because of something magical that happened on the page; I didn’t transport it out of my grey matter onto the page just because it all already happened to be there – rather, every word and every sentence came about because I was looking at what I had already said, thinking about what would be logical, and then from there, brick by thought-brick, constructing everything that would eventually come to pass, rearranging, finding out what works.

Why does this sentence go well with that sentence?

What does putting this word in front do?

If I use this word and not that word, how does that change the meaning of what I’m getting across?

These are small things that teachers can teach you in part, but that you also need to figure out on your own.

Maybe I’m wrong – Maybe it depends on the teacher?

Sure, that’s possible – but even if it is, you may have to ask yourself:

Can you afford to spend all your time with a great teacher, whether monetarily or time-wise?

If you can, consider hiring me and we’ll go a part of the way together (email at victortanws@gmail.com!) – but the broader point is this:

There are plenty of intangible and small things that life’s challenges present to you that you won’t be able to figure out unless you let your mind operate on a document, unless you allow yourself to choose what you’ll articulate, bring across, and eventually ship as a story.

Writing is thinking, and it’s watching your brain formulate, mold, recreate, and complete – it doesn’t come out perfect, but nothing does, not even this piece; when you lean into that imperfection and embrace that we’re here to try and in so doing get better through our experiments, some which will fail and if we’re lucky, some that will succeed, it is there that you’ll find yourself getting better, one step at a time. 

It’s never too late. 

Victor Tan
 

The scene is familiar. You wake up one morning and the page of the calendar turns. 

Yet again.

Imperceptibly, you’ve crept one day closer towards that test, that exam. 

Maybe time passed and you didn’t realize it. 

Maybe it wasn’t all that important to you. 

Maybe the only reason that you realized that time had passed was because somebody from up above was nagging you, day after day, telling you… 

“Wake up!”, they say.

“You need to study! Don’t you care about your future? What will you do if you rank number 5 again, but from the bottom of the class?”

It’s not a great feeling, is it? 

You stare at the calendar from where you are, and then you look at the books that you have to read, then you stare at the calendar again.

Before long, you sigh, you sit down, and you begin scrolling TikTok.

I know that feeling all too well.

The sense that time is running out.

The feeling that a large, unstoppable force is coming to you.

The feeling that no matter what, you must run away – all too familiar, yet so common to each one of us, a feeling that we should almost always rather avoid, by human nature or instinct.

The teacher, the parent, the educational consultant would tell you, if only you had planned, you would have averted this situation:

The ocean, they would say, is something that cannot be boiled.

The task is something that must be broken down into meaningful and manageable chunks.

Yet at the end of the day, human beings are human beings, subjected to human constraints, inclinations, and also patterns of thought.

It is almost inevitable that somewhere along the way, our foot may slip.

The divine plan that we thought we would execute, we sway away from, forgetting what we intended to do, we find ourselves running away as our hands move from the book to the phone, from English into videos of restaurant workers dancing.

And before we know it, there we are, in the thrall of sweet escape.

I want you to confront that feeling of hopelessness and remember, for a quick moment, that the time has not run out.

You may have that oppressive feeling as if a sword of Damocles hangs over you and before long, perhaps, the usual suspects shall appear. Doubt, guilt, self-hatred – the sensation that “no matter what I do, it will change nothing.”

“Whatever I read at this point, they will just be words.”

There they are, the self-defeating thoughts come one after another, building from a trickle into a flow and eventually into a deluge that comes to define every single day, before which the pages of the calendar themselves are washed away in words that you told yourself, messaging that eventually led the days to come and pass, eventually leading you to the day of the trial, on which you decided that nothing would have changed anyway, and you call the outcome fate.

I want to remind you that it is not too late. You may think that you are unable to do anything. But that is not the reality.

True, you may be one step closer towards a challenge that you find difficult to overcome.

True, you may not be able to accumulate the skill, the perspicacity, the knowledge, ability, that you hoped for or that would bring you beyond the boundary line.

All true.

No problem whatsoever.

But have you ever thought to ask yourself, can it really be that your efforts will mean nothing?

Can it truly be that even if you step forward at this point in time, you will not move further?

What you do in this single moment, you think is but a simple drop in the bucket.

A step that once taken is the end of it.

But I believe something different.

Because I believe that how you made that decision, feeling as if nothing would change, will repeat itself.

If nothing matters in the future, then surely nothing matters now.

Because what is the future but something that is forever becoming the present?

And what is the present, but something that is continually evolving into the past?

When you speak of future outcomes, of which there is uncertain and contingent nature, remember that they are not as far away as you think. Because eventually, they will come.

You say you’ve abandoned the journey because you cannot get the grade that you want.

The A*, the scholarship, anything else at the end of the day.

But right now, I want you to wake up.

Wake up, child.

Did you think this was just about the grade?

Did you forget why you came to this website in the first place?

You didn’t come to just find a random strategy in order to excel.

Well, that was certainly part of it. But if that was all you thought, then you had missed the entire point. Because the point here was that you would learn to appreciate language, its gift, and everything that it would bring along with it.

This was something that had always existed in a plane apart from just your worldly or material achievements. And you are saying now that it is meaningless simply because you only have a month and some change in front of you to make the difference that you thought in the moment of weakness that you should be able to make?

Well, since you are here right now, instead of browsing another 15 TikTok videos that will eventually fade into nothingness but a memory of a dancing girl with no particular talent, you may as well recall for a moment that everything in life builds upon everything else. Because everything is holistic, whether you think so or you don’t.

Every single one of your efforts, in a way that may be unknown to you at this point or at this stage of your life, will somehow count, if not necessarily enough in such a way that it will transform your grade, then definitely still in terms of transforming your mindset towards approaching this world.

Because you are here, you know that there is a chance.

Because you are here, you know that you have the power to change something. Yet you are spending your time avoiding the problem, transforming even this resource into material for procrastination rather than using it in its best form.

Leave that shattered thought behind.

You do not need it and it does not serve you.

Why should you allow an occupier to stand in the fertile territory of your mind when it does not help you?

You don’t believe me?

You want to give up?

Go ahead, drop your First Language English. Maybe you can pick up Cantonese or something like that, although for some reason I don’t think that an IGCSE for that exists. 

Or you could do better.

You could read a single sample essay. You could then write a single essay. You could compare it on that particular day, thinking about the marking criteria, which in your head seem to make sense, yet somehow they differ from what you see on the site.

You could read a single article, thinking about the language it uses, how it affects you, what it impacts, the small little things that I ask you to focus upon, but that often you may ignore. You can ask a friend to read your work, sign up for a last-minute workshop, take a brief moment to reflect on what you are doing, why you want this grade, whatever grade it is, as you realign yourself to the future.

Remember, everything counts.

Even if you feel that you’ve not been running fast enough, don’t look away. The finish line is still ahead. The race didn’t end. And what you need to do right now is move ahead. It doesn’t matter what placing you get, because at the end of the day, you’re all going to the same destination – The destination – not of a grade, not of a specific checkpoint – certainly that of becoming better than you were, even if just by a little bit, as you move forward into a future rife and full of possibilities.