Wednesday, September 11, 2013

FOUR CONFESSIONS


My blog is built on the premise of a confession at the end of each blog.   In this blog, however, my task is to write four confessions.   With some help from my facebook friends, I have a couple of confessions and a couple of confessions of my own.   And so, here goes…HERE ARE MY CONFESSIONS:

Confession One:  What is a song I hate to love?   Well, this pains me to say, but yes, there are a few of Taylor Swift’s songs that I like.   The one that comes to mind is “I Knew That You Were Trouble When You Walked In”.    I don’t know if she is talented or not, and usually she grates on my nerves.   But, sometimes, yes, I catch myself singing along to her music, and I think maybe a part of me dies every time I do.

Confession Two:  What is my biggest dream? The one dream that I have not yet realized is becoming a teacher.   Sometimes I think I’m afraid to take the chance, sometimes I think maybe I would be good at it, but then I think what if I’m not?   I’m not getting any younger.   Some teachers tell me horror stories; some tell me it would be a great choice.  I’m just so conflicted.    


Confession three: What is something that not everyone knows about me? My parents had me held back in the second grade.   While that might devastate some kids, to me, it is probably the best parenting decision my parents ever made.   I got to have a really awesome second grade teacher the second time around (and I’m not just saying that because I know she reads my blog, I really mean it!).   Being held back allowed me time to mature and catch up to my grade level.   That one year being held back held back my life by a year and I think that is incredible. My life would have been so very different had I been passed along to another grade too early.   


Confession Four:  Sometimes I want to disappear, even if just for a short time.  I don’t have the courage to just up and disappear, though.   It seems that I make myself accountable to at least one person at all times so that someone will know where I am.   But, still, entertaining the idea of just getting away, alone, being disconnected for a little while I try to figure out life, is appealing.   Sometimes you just wanna go where nobody knows your name, right? 

AND THOSE ARE MY CONFESSIONS...

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