I have a dear friend,who grew up in a big
family,the way I did. She didn't have good schools, had a huge amount of
housework to help out with too many younger siblings, there wasn't always
enough food or other necessities or a car. She had a kid early, and she is a
tenacious bright innovator who is smart as a whip.
I was moved to private schools by my grandparents,because of all my learning difficulties. I was hand fed an excellent education. I got to go to college(s) and ran around having jobs and experiences before becoming a mom.
When we hang out, I use lots of words and concepts, and she describes ideas and conceptual templates to me in her brilliant way, and integrates my vocabulary and paradigms into her self. She does this seamlessly.
I assimilate her wisdom and creative solutions and common sense into who I am. It's a beautiful thing. That functional sharing of experience.
With our friendship and love and laughter and mutual support and thinking in conversation, we each assimilate from the other these vast building blocks into our own infrastructure, form and function. Blows me away.
I was moved to private schools by my grandparents,because of all my learning difficulties. I was hand fed an excellent education. I got to go to college(s) and ran around having jobs and experiences before becoming a mom.
When we hang out, I use lots of words and concepts, and she describes ideas and conceptual templates to me in her brilliant way, and integrates my vocabulary and paradigms into her self. She does this seamlessly.
I assimilate her wisdom and creative solutions and common sense into who I am. It's a beautiful thing. That functional sharing of experience.
With our friendship and love and laughter and mutual support and thinking in conversation, we each assimilate from the other these vast building blocks into our own infrastructure, form and function. Blows me away.
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