Some of you may have heard my story of when I was little, and I was inspired to be Amish. Don't worry Mom, I am not going to go into the details : )
I have learned, through observing and listening to my children, a little bit about how they process information. Perception really is everything. I have witnessed a situation involving my elder daughter. Later, I have asked her to tell me about it. I am always amazed at how she viewed the situation- how she re-told the situation. I suppose this same phenomena affects all of us. What we perceive as the situation is what we believe happened.
Much like myself at her age, she was inspired to be a Pilgrim. I remember being equally enthusiastic about being Amish.
Here she is washing her blanket in the river. I remember trying to play games, but apparently Amish kids don't play games.
It was daylight, so she could see. I remember being told that Amish don't use electricity so I shouldn't use my light.
Here she is smiling, I don't remember smiling about my little game.
She enjoyed her little Pilgrim game......I didn't have much fun with mine, but I do remember it.
I don't have too many childhood memories and I think it's because I had a smooth and very happy childhood, rarely punctuated by anything negative....or maybe I just don't have good long-term memory capability- who knows? who are you again?
It's possible I remember it because it wasn't much fun...oh, but the chuckles I have gotten from those memories over the years!!! (I chuckled all through this post.) And the joy of torturing my Mom about how I perceived that small fragment of my childhood? Priceless : ) Sorry Mom, I know I will get mine too...one day!
I have learned, through observing and listening to my children, a little bit about how they process information. Perception really is everything. I have witnessed a situation involving my elder daughter. Later, I have asked her to tell me about it. I am always amazed at how she viewed the situation- how she re-told the situation. I suppose this same phenomena affects all of us. What we perceive as the situation is what we believe happened.
Much like myself at her age, she was inspired to be a Pilgrim. I remember being equally enthusiastic about being Amish.
Here she is washing her blanket in the river. I remember trying to play games, but apparently Amish kids don't play games.
It was daylight, so she could see. I remember being told that Amish don't use electricity so I shouldn't use my light.
Here she is smiling, I don't remember smiling about my little game.
She enjoyed her little Pilgrim game......I didn't have much fun with mine, but I do remember it.
I don't have too many childhood memories and I think it's because I had a smooth and very happy childhood, rarely punctuated by anything negative....or maybe I just don't have good long-term memory capability- who knows? who are you again?
It's possible I remember it because it wasn't much fun...oh, but the chuckles I have gotten from those memories over the years!!! (I chuckled all through this post.) And the joy of torturing my Mom about how I perceived that small fragment of my childhood? Priceless : ) Sorry Mom, I know I will get mine too...one day!
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