I've thought of many things I could write on my first blog entry--something amazing, funny, uplilfting and memorable. While I could write one blog to cover all those possibilities, I wouldn't want to set up expections for future blogs that might put pressure on me and destroy my very healthy confidence. Therefore, I will only write about how much I like odd people.
Odd people are what make the world an interesting place. As a teacher I've always found that odd children keep the classroom from becoming too mundane (as if it ever could be). I like the little girl who some days came to class and called herself a different name and acted like a different, smarter person. I like the student who wanted everything to be really neat and organized, and as she stood by my desk started stacking my many poky stacks so they were neat and lined up. She then stopped herself as she realized this was the teacher's desk. I like the boy who believed the bones dug up in his backyard were really dinosaur bones, and I wasn't able to change his mind. I like the piano student who often repeats my every direction to illustrate she has heard and understands.
Under this group of "odd people' actually falls everyone I've ever known very well. Deep down we are all odd. If we don't let people get to know us and we don't get to know them, we will never experience the "oddness" and we will miss a blessing in life.
If you are odd, I want to get to know you. Can you reveal the truth? Tell me some odd things about yourself. Queen