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Challenged.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • Oct 22, 2024
  • 2 min read

Updated: Sep 17

I grew up with the generation that came from a place that if you saw a TV on a rolling cart you thought that day was going to be an epic day.


YASSSSSS.


One day that cart rolled in and I ended up watching the Challenger explode in real time.


The teacher shut off the TV and we went back to learning; no discussions, just division.


Coincidentally, my generation went on to make JOKES about it.


Do you know how I know Crista McAcullife had dandruff?


They found her head and shoulders on the beach.


Yeah my generation was gangster like that, or disturbed; but resilient is definitely one adjective I will use.


I also, as a Catholic school teacher, used one whole day to allow the TV to be on as the decision of who was going to be the new Pope take up air time, pun intended.


Waiting for that white smoke made me feel like Snoop Dogg anticipating lighting a spliff.


And well yeah, look how long Benedict lasted for...


Do you really think I gave a shit about the new Pope?


Anywho...


We need to understand that the TV on the rolling cart may not always be something worth watching or getting excited for, but we must allow ourselves to stay tuned, and have a sense of humor while it is happening, because thus is life.


I also didn't feel like teaching that day, but we can go over that once I roll the TV out of the room, which is no time soon.


Just because something looks like one thing, doesn't mean it is, or will be.


But that's okay.


We need to remind ourselves to roll with the punches, and laugh every now and again.


We collectively need to be okay with the unexpected.


We need to hug the idea that we may not always be in charge of what happens, but we can adopt an approach as to how we handle it.


Because quite frankly, shit happens.


And shit does happen.


I had a science teacher in middle school who more than once just left the classroom entirely to have smoke breaks.


No one even batted an eye.


Although we may have take that opportunity to through an eyeball or two out the window from that human cadaver thing that was used to show us our insides, if you are of a certain age, you know.


He needed a break, and we needed to see who's eyeball could go further.


Win win.


So remind yourself to enjoy a giggle, and know it will be okay, even if it doesn't seem that way.


Remind yourself to do it hourly, daily, and weekly if need be.


Also don't forget the dandruff shampoo and EZ widers; just kidding doesn't everyone just vape now? Ha!


We will get through this life together.


Laughing, smiling, and in unity and with love, hopefully.


Xoxo,

C.











 
 
 

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