Looking Back

I think I have mentioned that as a child I was extremely shy? This was in part due to the facts that I was considerably taller than most girls of my age and painfully thin. {Both of these characteristics have changed! }So, as a result of these, and other, things, I was not able to say anything when I felt there was something wrong. A childhood serious result of this was when I was eleven and I was picked up in the street by a neighbor who found me in the throes of peritonitis when my infected appendix busrt after four weeks of acute pain I had said nothing about. One of the smaller results of this shyness was that I felt unable to say anything when, for example, people pushed in front of me in line.

So, a day or so ago, I went to the bank. Three tellers were working. Sometimes the lines form in front of each teller and sometimes there is one line where the person waiting moves forward to whichever teller is free. It is easy to tell which is happeneing. So, I got behind the two people who were waiting in one line to wait my turn. After a few minutes, an older woman comes up and gets behind  the person being helped by one of the three tellers. Now, in the past, I would have fumed but said nothing. On that day however, I said smilingly, "Ma’am?  {This comes from my thirty years Down South!} This is the line over here," She immediately apologized and came to stand behind me. Now why I need to write about what seems to be a very simple transaction is because I did this with NO thinking about it and NO selfconsciousness about it at all.

I am having a massage today.

QUOTATIONS:

"Step by step. I can’t think of any other way of accomplishing anything."

Michael Jordan

"Fear not for the future, weep not for the past."

Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822) English poet