What exactly is a "normal" childhood anyway?
My bad eyesight made me the last picked for every PE class,
and a perfect target for the bullies. I had to sit at the
front of the class just to see the board, but you couldn't
tell them that.
My good grades made me the one to cheat off of ... and when the
adminstration forgot to issue me a locker, thus forcing me to carry
all of my books for the entire school year, my reputation as a nerd
was complete. Add to this, the drama club, honor society and a fascination
for all things mystical, and I pretty much joined the club for "misfits"
and "outcasts." My mom always remarked how I had a knack
for picking up the "stragglers."
I didn't fit in, and yet I felt connected to all things around
me. I'd feel alone and crowded at the same time... and the nightly
lessons never stopped.
And so I started to share what I was learning. Summertime would
come and I would go off to summer camp. Baseball and football went
on around me (remember how popular I am with that?) and I would
sit under a tree, along with my fellow "stragglers" and
talk about the Universe, how Life was "what you make it"
and "use your own power to follow your passion."
Adults weren't sure what to do with me; kids didn't know what to
do with what I just said.
This was during the 70's (not the TV show, the
real thing), so some of the Flower-Power-Guitar-Strumming Counsellors
at least "got it." To them, I was kind of "cool"
for a kid.