10 Things You Don’t Know About Me
I bet you didn’t know…
There are plenty of things I could say about myself that might be interesting enough to lure you into reading the rest of this article. But the game isn’t called “10 Interesting Things About Me”. So my PhD in metaphysics, my recent move to the Caribbean, and my love of cats are all off the table. I’ve discussed them at length in other articles.
Here are ten things I’m pretty sure I haven’t written articles about. Hopefully, they are both interesting and entertaining. And, because I hate to drop facts without context, you’re getting ten tiny stories, as well.
Number One. I was a premature baby. Even though I was born at the beginning of June, my parents didn’t bring me home until late fall — September or October. I spent most of the intervening time in an incubator at the hospital. As a result, when I was later given baby dolls to play with, I put them in shoe boxes. I thought that’s what you did with babies.
Number Two. I started school when I was three years old. I insisted that I be allowed to go to school. My parents had to search to find someplace willing to take a 3-year-old. At this remove, all I can remember about it is rolling giant truck tires down the length of the gymnasium. And asking a question of the teacher that began with, “But…” to which she responded, “No…
