"All words are symbols that represent unspeakable realities. Which is also why words are magical." (Donald Miller tweet)

Friday, September 25, 2009

first friends

I made a friend last night!

First tutorial, and it's a much smaller group - 40 or 50 people. The poor TA seems like a lovely person, but everything in me wants to quietly approach her and give her some tips on how to be in charge and own the room we're all in. Mild to medium chaos reigned throughout the hour.

It'll probably be better next week though. She expressed genuine surprise that people showed up at all, since we don't get marks for it - that oughta reduce the number in next week's group!

But yes, I made a friend. We exchanged names and bits of trivia about ourselves, and even moved on to the lecture hall together. Her face lit up when I mentioned my musician-ly husband ... thank goodness for Spike ... once again, he makes me cool!

Hey - do you remember the names of some of your first friends in elementary school?

I remember Corey who skipped a grade with me, and was Joseph to my Mary in the Christmas play ... Patti Jo who only shared her chips after licking the salt off them (Yes, I now know that's wrong. At the time, I thought friendship was required since we shared the same first name. And we didn't get to eat chips much at my house... Don't look at me like that! I was in kindergarten! Stop judging me!) ... and Barbie, the beautiful and self-assured girl who moved to my town in Grade 3. (We were BFFE's until I moved away the next year.)

Your turn - who were your first friends?