So this semester I am taking 2 of my communication courses along with general courses and in both those classes we were asked to write papers describing who we were. Now some people might enjoy an assignment solely focused on themselves but a bit of fear entered me as I became to ponder on that question.
The basics of who I am are easy to define. I am a daughter, sister, aunt, cousin, friend, but if that all that was required to produce for the assignment, then I would start to question the teachers' credentials. No, we are required to really define who we are and then the BEST part(I roll my eyes of course), have 3 people read it and see if they agree.
Now, those who know me may find my apprehension surprising, seeing as I tend to enjoy the subject of "me" quite fun to discuss more times then not, but I really have had difficulty in this assignment and as the date approaches wonder if I can produce a satisfactory paper.
I don't know if it was meant to lead me into "soul searching" but that is what has happened. It has led me to begin really defining who I am aside from those titles that I carry with great pride. What do I value, what type of person do I think I am, what are my strengths, what are my weaknesses? What sets me apart from others, what drives me and why do I think the way I do. Yeah, easy questions huh? (rolling my eyes again).
As I have been thinking through all these deep thought questions, I received an email from my dad one day saying that he found some pics of me in Japan that he thought I would like. As I looked at them, the memories of those moments came back and I started to think about me as a kid. I was a cute kid I think, despite the boy hairdo, I loved dressing up, I loved playing with my friends, loved being with my family, especially my sisters. I was shy at times but once I warmed up I made friends quickly, young or old. I loved to entertain, whether it was doing plays, singing or dancing. I loved to laugh. I loved to dream. I loved stories, I especially the ones my mom would read to us kids. I loved adventure and could spend all day exploring and I hated math.
So as I have been taking a trip down memory lane, I am come to a pretty cool realization about myself....... I really haven't changed. I still think I am cute, even with my fine, stringy hair, I still love dressing up, playing with my friends. I still love being with my family, especially my sisters. I still get shy when I first met people but warm up quickly and have lots of great friends young and old. I still love singing and dancing and while I may not do a lot of plays, I still enjoy the arts. I still dream big and love to read great stories. I still love adventure and still could explore different places all day. And I still love to laugh and I still hate math. :)
I know that there is a lot more to me then these basic facts, but it is really comforting to know that the personality that I started out with, continues with me today and there is a sense of peace that comes with that.
So wish me luck on the paper, and maybe if I am brave enough, I'll post the finish product.
9 months ago