Thoughts racing down the motorway of my mind. I am just an observer.The lights,the colours all create moods and interpretations,but nothing is permanent or even static.Memories whizz by and fade into the distance.Calculations and theories wade through the detritus of overthinking and leave the soul tired and forlorn.
Describe a random encounter with a stranger that stuck out positively to you.
His name was Stu, I saw him sitting in a subway connecting the bus station to the main town where I worked. He was sitting on the ground, I suppose looking for people to give him spare change or buy him a coffee or a bacon roll for breakfast.
I don’t know how I got talking to him, he didn’t seem like other more aggressive homeless people who in truth I avoided .I worried Stu would get into a fight about whose “patch” it was but nothing ever happened.Though I think the Police moved him on occasionally.
One time I spoke to him and he told me a story about someone he knew in prison,for he had done “time”.I can’t even remember what he told me and it was a tragic but funny story and I started laughing uncontrollably and so did he, it was a shared moment and a good start to the working day.
I walked away with tears of joy in my eyes, I wasn’t worried about Stu,he could look after himself.We lost touch,but even with whatever problems he had I’m sure he is fine.
Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow.
I remember the moment like it was yesterday,my arms were held high above my head and I was standing very unsteadily. There were lots of oohs and ahhh s in the room and everyone was watching me.
I put one foot in front and wobbled,then another, the hands that held onto mine above my head moved forward slowly with me, my right foot’s chubby toes dangled in the air. Then hit the ground again.
There were cheers of delight , I had chosen the right moment to take my first steps.
That if you are good at sport ,bullies don’t bother you.
I had a bad feeling I was going to be picked on by a group of girls,but it was just before our one and only ever hockey lesson at school
The teacher wanted to demonstrate the basics of a tackle using a hockey stick and chose me as her opposition.I stopped her every time she tried to get by me.
Later on I noticed the main girl had decided that I was no longer a target.
It was a weird feeling,but sadly they just moved on to someone else.