The best piece of advice I was given I would have to say was to not follow the crowd, don’t be a sheep, be your own person, that concept. The other dimension is not to waste energy competing with others.
I learnt this in first grade. I was 5. Linda unknowingly gave it to me. Our task for the lesson was colouring in. My patience never stretched as far as colouring in perfectly up against those thick black lines. Never. No matter how hard I tried. Hopeless I was. But, I couldn’t see the point really. Linda however was perfectly skilled at this. Linda had blonde hair, was my friend, I liked her and was super popular. The teacher asked consecutively around the room what our favourite colours were, starting with Linda. She said pink. Alison my other friend said pink. Glen probably said pink. They all said pink. I loved pink but I said brown. That felt good.
Since that moment I have never worried about going against the grain. It has me in trouble but it’s usually worth it.
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Good point Myf.
The strange thing is (apart from Glen saying pink) – a June 1918 article said, “The generally accepted rule is pink for the boys, and blue for the girls. The reason is that pink, being a more decided and stronger color, is more suitable for the boy, while blue, which is more delicate and dainty, is prettier for the girl.”
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Well said Miffy. The Hills all send their love.
Good one Myf!
Well the funny thing is John, if I’d said brown before Glen did, he probably would have said brown to align himself with me because he liked me. I even still have a silver necklace with a heart on it that he gave me for my birthday of no older than 6 yrs old. A bit crazy for that age. Another funny thing, Glen had dark hair and blue eyes and I have a soft spot for men like that.
That article sounds back to front really. I’ll have a read.
Thanks Sue. Sending my love back to you all.
Thanks Bron!