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.
We have much in common. I was the quiet one in class. Never felt smart enough to answer in class. I turned into the class clown when I got a laugh for telling a joke. From then on I continued to use some kind of mask to communicate through. Acting helped rid me of some of my fear but I’ve never felt comfortable speaking in front of my peers unless I was someone other than myself.
I laugh at myself a lot as I remember the child I was. I’ve had to step out of my comfort zone a lot to achieve my goals. My most venturous times have been there! Walking with the Lord is so full of surprises. Even the hard times; but I’m glad I did not have to stay in them. Getting out and looking back is a joy. Who would have thought that I would someday meet a friend like you? I became comfortable speaking in public via Toastmasters, Int. I was okay with speaking in church and to teacher’s groups before that. But I enjoyed the variety of people I met via TM.
I eventually overcame my fear of public speaking by doing theatre and then teaching it along with teaching speech and public speaking. We do have a lifetime of stories to draw from and I’m always delighted by reading yours.
OOps. My response went below Salvageable below.
Why do educators always demand that we write something about ourselves? I am the least interesting writing topic I can imagine. I have much to say about other matters, but not much to say about myself. J.
I’m a storyteller, I accept your good words. You are the artistic one, I accept that also. I do get a bit melodramatic in speeches. “I Get Carried Away.”
I guess they want a question everybody can answer! 😀 Also they would like a little light on your background. On the other hand, it might have been the best way for some places to weed out race or ethnic groups. Anyway, I’d like the subject again; I’m better at “me” than anything else – unless they would like a humorous outlook on “The time I used gum I used to stick a handle on the teapot…”
Hey, I took the lead in making you my sparring partner😀.
It always amazes me that Father knows how to lead us into deeper walking with Him, and He always equips us for whatever He asks from us. He never fails as human dads do sometimes, and He is always there to pick us up… again… when we mess up. What LOVE! 😌