Dear Mr. Vernon,
We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it is we did wrong, but we think you’re crazy for making us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us, in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out, is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question?
Sincerely yours,
The Breakfast Club.
Labels. I hate labels. I struggle, fight, scratch and claw to keep myself out of the boxes that people try to build around me. It seems almost impossible though. People see me and draw their own conclusions about who they think I am, who they want me to be, who they need me to be. As I try to explain myself, speak from my heart about my beliefs, my passion, my heart, I can see the walls become as tall as the eyes are narrow that look back at me. Judgment is being passed. I am an individual and I cannot conform to pressure. If anything, I will run as far as I can so that I can be set even further apart. Don’t’ fence me in. Don’t begin to believe that you know who I am.I am a kaleidoscope. Bold, colors, sparkling and moving with each turn. You will not see me clearly because I am not content to stay the same. I am ever changing, twirling, swirling. Challenging myself to think, to grow, to become.After trying out other blog homes, I have decided to settle here. I don’t want to be a homeschool blogger. I was there. It was a successful start. I was even blogger of the month. After the recent call of a boycott, I began to explore other options, even thought I could stay there and be a witness. I discovered this weekend just how strong my convictions are. I am compelled to take a stand. If I stay there, I am submitting to the perception that comes with being a part of that community. I cannot and will not be supportive in any way of the Pearl’s writings. I had conversations with the powers that be at HSB. I hoped to get answers but my questions were evaded and comments were not seasoned with grace but with accusations and divisiveness.I tried a blog at homechooljournal.net and I highly recommend it there. Ron and Andrea have graciously given of their time, energy and resources to provide a free blog host for homeschoolers. However, I don’t even want to be pigeonholed as a homeschooler. At this point, I think I would like to purge the term from my life. Shannon posted that they are world learners. Maybe that is a term I could live with. I don’t know.
My life is too complex, too full, too interesting to be described by any one, ten, or hundred labels. I have learned that people see me as they want to see me, colored by the experiences that frame their vision. I am not going to go out of my way to change that. I am who I am and God is fine with that, even my kaleidoscope ways, therefore I am content. Either accept me, accept my testimony, accept my message or not. I am not debating, defending or deleting my identity. Converse with me, journey with me, grow with me or not
Immersed in the Mystery,
Cynthia
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