Wednesday, October 30, 2013

No. 7...jumbo

A piece of my memory:

“Would you be ready to stand before everyone, and set an example?”

“Yes.”

“Could you shout in front of all these people if I told you to?”

“Yes.”

“Then do it.”

I didn’t. Well, I’d waited until he’d gone first. Of course he’d shouted ‘Jumbo’ without a moment’s hesitation, which I followed pursuit. I think I saw a glimpse of who I could be that day, a preview of someone who was waiting to emerge from underneath my skin. Yet again, I’d broken a piece of my shell away.



1 comment:

  1. I teared up a bit. Not sure why. But this was beautiful to me. Thanks for sharing a slice of your history.

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