Welcome to my newsletter, Abbe’s Ruminations. I mull, contemplate, ponder – old and new experiences, finding what I call the joy and laughter of repetition or the abandonment to not knowing.
An old saying, somewhat gross, sticks in my head. I think it came from my funny and secretly wise father.
“You can pick your nose, you can pick your friends, but you can’t pick your friend’s nose.”
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Besides being yucky, I see the wisdom of his words. Although he jokingly told this to me in elementary school, the words hit home when I was in high school. Peer pressure pushed me to the outskirts of the “in” groups. I shied away, awkward more a reader than a social butterfly.
However, my reading and studious behavior brought me in front of my English teacher who found my tenacious questions concerning the poor grades I received on essays due to punctuation versus content, disrespectful. My punishment was an assignment to teach a unit on short stories about Man vs. Nature.
I didn’t mind the research, the layering, the metaphors, the comparison to present day news. I shuddered facing my class of often not so nice peers.
Fast forward to the last two weeks, fifty-six years later, when I volunteered to teach 43 high school students the art of storytelling, demonstrating, and showing with their own ideas. Talk about sass. They dished and I dished back, until they mellowed and their personal lives became real. Smart, complicated, and often troubled, they created great stories.
My heart hurt seeing their struggles, but I allowed them to tell their stories, using new skills. Without me interfering or solving their issues, they grew and owned their life.
My father’s saying resonated. I learned to focus on my own issues, large or small, and not to meddle in the muck of another’s life. I can care, but our future lies in each person’s self-trust. Where I place my energy, close or far away, involves my future. I can pick my nose and gross out the public or I can do it privately, so no one knows.
To teach is to offer tools, support, a vision but not to take over another’s life with your own.
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The best part of the experience—storytelling is different than writing. No Punctuation!
Abbe has authored six books, novels, essays, short stories, a memoir, and a children’s illustrated book.
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