Comments on: Writing Exercise: Your Personality as a Child

By: Eldertech

Eldertech — Sun, 06 Sep 2009 04:56:02 +0000

We tried this exercise with some of our clients (seniors), and they loved it. They enjoyed getting their experiences and thoughts on paper. Thanks much. .-= Eldertech´s last blog ..Protected: Rotation =-.

By: Maria Alonzo

Maria Alonzo — Sat, 15 Apr 2006 21:54:40 +0000

I am the middle child and I was a very quiet child. Sometimes no one noticed I was there. I always wanted to stand out but never did. My other siblings were so much more vocal than I was.

I “spoke” out through writing. I always kept a diary, then a journal since I was about 10. I become more enpowered through my words.

Now as an adult, I think I’ve come a long way. I’m still pretty quiet and respective of others, but ow I speak up whenever I can. I still find that difficult to do in the workplace, however. I think I’m intimidated by my boss. w Whenever I do speak out, she shoots me down.

I find that when I’m angry, you better watch out. I really speak what’s on my mind then. But it’s so unfortunate that it has to come to that to be outspoken.

I definitely think that my younger self would approve the way I turned out. I’m successful (an editor at a health care organization) and I like the person that I’ve become. So I’m an introvert. I speak out when it’s important. Whenever I can’t,I write.

By: CLARA FREEMAN

CLARA FREEMAN — Fri, 10 Mar 2006 15:15:28 +0000

Born during the years of Jim Crow Laws in the hot, sweltering racist lands of a
the Mississipp Delta, I knew even before I began living life, that I’d need
help to survive. My help came creatively to me at an early age. I loved to
sit and listen to the stories from the Elders as a child. I loved reading/
Imagining a different life outside of the one I was living.

Eventually, I began to write down the bare bones of emotions that I sometimes
acted upon. I was labeled ‘a weird child’ by family , friends because I was
often angry. Writing has become my sanctuary through the years. It keeps me
grounded;Focused.

My parents used to say how I came into the world screaming and hollering. I
like to think that I came into the world; ‘Protesting.’