"The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone else believes in him and is willing to trust him."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
I was zealous, and identifiable, but not necesarily the most popular. Made okay grades but never studied. A starter on our Varsity football team, captain of the Chess team, president of FCA, Youth Aflame, and VP of Chi Alpha, and that was just at what I did at school. I also was a worship leader, and a youth group leader at my church.
I was like the big-old pesky mosquito on the Giant's neck.
I'd like to say I had fun, but I don't like to lie. I had two girlfriends and virtually zero self confidence.
Still, to end up with the wife and kids, and the walk with the Lord that I have now... I wouldn't change a thing.
I was a virtual wallflower. I did NOT want to be noticed (unless it was because I was playing frizbee. I ROCK WITH A FRIZBEE!) I got really bad grades and didn't even know if I was going to graduate my senior year until the last week of school. I was unfocused, uncaring, and free of the concerns that my more studious classmates felt. I was an athiest, simply because it was easier than trying to live with any sort of method.
I was seriously unpopular with the girls. I assume that is because of my wallflower status.
But those years all all gone. I am now quite the extravert. And I just finished college with the highest GPA in my program in my graduating class. Some of us are just late bloomers, that's all.
I was the shy little girl who was afraid of so many things in grade school. When we moved to a neighboring town I was picked on by a bully, this made me stronger. I made a decision not to be a victim at the next school. I spent from middle to high school in the same small town school. I refused to be bullied. I once showed that I could push back. I honestly shoved a girl who thought she was tougher into the cement wall while holding her arm behind her back. She never challenged me like that again. Nor did anyone else.
I refused to be put into a group. I wasn’t with the cool kids all the time nor the nerds I liked almost everyone. I loved high school it was a fun time. I wasn’t shopping for a husband as some girls were. I wasn’t looking for a first time experience in the back seat of a car. My boyfriend was in college and living in Topeka Kansas needless to say we didn’t see much of each other, never had a fight, and broke up easily. He was a wonderful Christian man. I will always love him. My high school prom date wasn’t Bill, he couldn’t make it. It was a friend. We had a great time together.
I really have good high school memories. I was class clown, assistant editor of the year book, band queen, news paper staff, a basket ball cheerleader, vice president of the senior class, Student of Today, Who’s Who amongst D.H.S., 4-H, and played powder puff football.
I spoke to a high school friend a year or so ago and she told me that she hated it because she always felt different. I responded with “We all felt that way.” She said “You were different.” I was! I’m proud that I was who I was I didn’t care how they felt about me. I had lots of friends and still keep in touch with some of them.
I hate the idea that my son will not like it the way that I did. He isn’t a cool kid, he has compassion. He’s smart and quirky. He doesn’t play sports he watches them. Some of the boys in his math class are down right mean. I spoke to the head of the program about it he agreed that the smart kids can be very competitive. I responded with and ugly.
I pray that he can come into his own and have a solid group of friends. I want him to like high school as I did.
3 comments:
Milly,
I was zealous, and identifiable, but not necesarily the most popular. Made okay grades but never studied. A starter on our Varsity football team, captain of the Chess team, president of FCA, Youth Aflame, and VP of Chi Alpha, and that was just at what I did at school. I also was a worship leader, and a youth group leader at my church.
I was like the big-old pesky mosquito on the Giant's neck.
I'd like to say I had fun, but I don't like to lie. I had two girlfriends and virtually zero self confidence.
Still, to end up with the wife and kids, and the walk with the Lord that I have now... I wouldn't change a thing.
God Bless
Doug
I was a virtual wallflower. I did NOT want to be noticed (unless it was because I was playing frizbee. I ROCK WITH A FRIZBEE!)
I got really bad grades and didn't even know if I was going to graduate my senior year until the last week of school.
I was unfocused, uncaring, and free of the concerns that my more studious classmates felt.
I was an athiest, simply because it was easier than trying to live with any sort of method.
I was seriously unpopular with the girls. I assume that is because of my wallflower status.
But those years all all gone. I am now quite the extravert. And I just finished college with the highest GPA in my program in my graduating class.
Some of us are just late bloomers, that's all.
I was the shy little girl who was afraid of so many things in grade school. When we moved to a neighboring town I was picked on by a bully, this made me stronger. I made a decision not to be a victim at the next school. I spent from middle to high school in the same small town school. I refused to be bullied. I once showed that I could push back. I honestly shoved a girl who thought she was tougher into the cement wall while holding her arm behind her back. She never challenged me like that again. Nor did anyone else.
I refused to be put into a group. I wasn’t with the cool kids all the time nor the nerds I liked almost everyone. I loved high school it was a fun time. I wasn’t shopping for a husband as some girls were. I wasn’t looking for a first time experience in the back seat of a car. My boyfriend was in college and living in Topeka Kansas needless to say we didn’t see much of each other, never had a fight, and broke up easily. He was a wonderful Christian man. I will always love him. My high school prom date wasn’t Bill, he couldn’t make it. It was a friend. We had a great time together.
I really have good high school memories. I was class clown, assistant editor of the year book, band queen, news paper staff, a basket ball cheerleader, vice president of the senior class, Student of Today, Who’s Who amongst D.H.S., 4-H, and played powder puff football.
I spoke to a high school friend a year or so ago and she told me that she hated it because she always felt different. I responded with “We all felt that way.” She said “You were different.” I was! I’m proud that I was who I was I didn’t care how they felt about me. I had lots of friends and still keep in touch with some of them.
I hate the idea that my son will not like it the way that I did. He isn’t a cool kid, he has compassion. He’s smart and quirky. He doesn’t play sports he watches them. Some of the boys in his math class are down right mean. I spoke to the head of the program about it he agreed that the smart kids can be very competitive. I responded with and ugly.
I pray that he can come into his own and have a solid group of friends. I want him to like high school as I did.
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