Fort Mill High School

Dear Friends of the Flying Donkey,
 
Well, well, well. You may be surprised to hear that I was invited to "read" at another High School.  Three classes in fact at Fort Mill High School last Friday.  Luckily, my Nation Ford experience had me primed and ready and really excited to meet and greet some more folks of the future.  I was amazed.  Not only were Ms. McIntyre's classes able to find their inner third grader.  They were able to bring their third grader forth and semi-circle on the floor .  It was quite a day and quite a talk.  Who knew that my seemingly less than meaningful and somewhat disjointed resume would lead me to the front of a classroom to discuss Career Development.  It's funny.  Though I hadn't really planned anything to say, the more I talked, the more the pieces of my life (and career) seemed to fit together and lead me to where I am now... and why I was even standing before them.  I wrote a children's book!!!
 
Seriously, when I really think about it, doing Singing Balloonagrams in college prepared me to stand in front of people and sing, dance or just act like an idiot and not be scared.  Selling Real Estate prepared me to sell.  Working in an Ad Agency made me realize how much I love to write.  Working for a Professional Speaker taught me the ropes of scheduling gigs.  Working in a restaurant taught me that I didn't want to work in a restaurant .  And working for so many years in the video industry has given me great knowledge and even greater contacts to help me gain distribution on the book.  Looking back, all of the pieces of my life really seem to fit together without a conscious effort on my part... and as I looked at some of the teenage faces in the audience as I spoke... I almost sensed relief. 
 
No, I am not going to get on a soapbox. But I will wonder aloud how kids these days seem to be able to declare "majors" in 8th grade.  When I was in 8th grade, I wanted to be a paratrooper .  Yes, I know that specializing in a certain field has its benefits and that's great for some and may be how we are able to achieve such amazing advances in math, science and technology... but there is something to be said for the dabblers of the world whose minds are free enough to flow with their tides of their careers... who don't have to decide when they are 12 that they want to be an astronuclearphysist (yes I made that word up).
 
But enough of that. Back to the fun stuff.  I am pretty sure that I made some promises that I really should try to keep.  I promised not to make fun of the fact that Ms. McIntyre would win the award for most enthusiastic student in the class.  So I won't. I promised not to make fun of the fact that she thought that there was a bookstore in Rock Hill called "Juggs", so I shouldn't.  But I will say that all of her students really seem to connect with her and that they were a pleasure to be around. 
 
At the end of the day when lessons turned more into stories and the stories turned back into song, I found out that some of the students are my neighbors (who want to buy my solo album  one day) and some are even friends with my nephew Drew, who is a rising Senior at Fort Mill High.   Luckily they all promised me that they wouldn't embarrass me by telling him that I did my "human kazoo" impression in class (so they better not ).
 
Enough of my ramblings.
 
Loving life and loving you!
-ginger
 

 

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