BLOGANUARY, Prompt #9 What do people incorrectly assume about me?
Nobody ever cuts me out to have worked as hard as I have to become a “gabby extrovert.” I started off as a timid and quiet child. I remember when I would crawl under the table because I was embarrassed to be noticed. My Great-Uncle Dick called me a pouter. I dare say that did not help me any to grow out of my shell.
I loved grammar but I hated composition of any form. After I I had taught school a few years, I applied to a college to get my Master’s Degree. The application asked me to turn the page over and write a paragraph about myself. I was petrified. They did accept me but I’m sure it was for other reasons than my ability to write an interesting bio paragraph.
As time passed I found that if I followed the leading of the Holy Spirit, he would equip me to do what he asked of me. I did have to go out of my comfort zone many times but I learned to love to meet new people and in my desire to make them comfortable I had to take the lead in forming acquaintances.
I was over fifty before I ever wrote anything to be shared with others. Still for many years, my writing was private. Until blogging… That has made a “gabby extrovert” out of me.