(Sharing a Facebook status from November ’14)
I have been challenged by a friend to tell nine things about myself, presumably things you might not have known before. So here goes:
Although I was raised on a farm, I sat on a horse only one time. He lifted one leg, I chickened out, daddy lifted me off. That was it for all time!
I read all the Zane Grey books in the county library (maybe twenty or so) when I was a teen.
When I came to OKC, someone in a store made a comment about the OU/CU game. I had no idea what he was talking about.
I was a bit unsettled about marrying an Englishman (what if he wanted to go there to live). My mother was the one who settled my fears. (Sammy has no idea about that conversation.)
Childbirth was EZ for me – Carl and Roger each demanded about one or two hours attention before they popped into this world.
I once won a new Oldsmobile. (I feel bad about saying that because it was a God gift for me, not a matter of winning.)
I won a couple of speech contests, local and area.
Although I loved grammar, I was petrified of any kind of paragraph or essay writing even to the time I applied for my MA degree. The thing that made me most nervous was “turn the paper over and write a paragraph about yourself.”
The first “God inspired” article I ever wrote was one about Sunday School. It was printed in a couple of church papers.