The college of who you are.
How can you get far if you don’t know who you are?
If you do know who you are wasn’t school fun.? Weren’t there more friends at school, more like-minded beings, newer and exciting stuff?
Mom and dad weren’t there.
I loved “show and tell”. The kid with the insect collection, the stories of trip to Yellowstone, the girl who went to the ballet and the kid who got Willie Mays autograph.
But school was mostly someone else’s agenda.
They taught the three R’s, with two of them misspelled. Rithmetic, Riting?
Maybe they meant Rites of Passage, and Rthymetic my new word for keeping the beat.
Well now those of us who are Elders in Waiting; those who have attained Elderhood; and those youngsters who so patiently wait for the Wisdom of the Aged, it’s time to head back to school. What do you want to learn?
What would you like to change, alter, or enhance in your life?
Is it business, fitness, health, nutrition, arts, home economics, psychology, or building your gratitude muscles?
Is it about doing what you love?
Is it time to start a revolution, and take over the campus?
To develop Co-ed living quarters and pass, no pass grading.
Time to be student, instructor, and the dean.
Be a cheerleader, and the captain of the team. Be the B.M.O.C.!
Have fun back in school and be sure and listen to some Chuck Berry♫.
