The First Blog

The first time you blog is always a little weird and you feel a little awkward.  Just like any new activity in a new place you have to warm up to it.  Its similar to my first step into kindergarden, you know some people but not everyone.  Preschool was a good precursor to this moment, it was like the little warm up we all needed to become a people.  I remember sitting around the alphabetical rug in kindergarden with all my friends, who turned out to be the ones who were sitting closest to the "S" and the "R", and we would sing songs and hold hands.  Then all the sudden you moved to first grade and you have to go to music class to sing sounds and there is no rug.  Second grade you have to learn math which automatically starts you with counting and keeping time, the sense of living becomes scheduled.  "What we can't sing and watch musicals in music class, we have to learn how to blow through a tube and play "Hot Cross Buns".  "What is this magical madness at my finger tips, Third Grade?"  Welcome to sixth grade, and pick out an instrument and sign this form, your in a band.  There will be no money only fulfillment and a grade.   Competitive school sanctioned athletics and extra curricula's start to inhibit collaboration and team building, it also initiates friendships from outside of your realm.  Its like leaving the shire and looking over the hill to see Mordor, enemies first friendships later, funny twist huh ;).  This is growing up in a small Montana town in a nut shell.