There have been times in my life when I felt anything but confident. I have felt, just like any gal, that I was less than pretty, less then talented, or just plain unwanted. Thankfully, those moments have been few and far between. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t exactly walk around thinking I have it all or anything, but I have had some great moments of confidence. It started at a very young age.
Case in point:
Please notice: I wrote,
Today and yesterday I figured out that I am good at drawing. (age 7!!)
The teacher must have chuckled as she wrote, “You certainly are!” But then secretly worried about me…
I don’t think anything phased me. I sat there and drew this face and I was proud of it. I wish I could find that little girl and be there again without fail. I wonder what happened? What day came and went where all of a sudden I doubted whether or not I was good at drawing?
I’d like to think that every kid starts out this way. They can do anything. It isn’t until someone tells them they can’t or someone laughs at something they do that they begin to doubt. I wish, so badly, that everyone could be as confident as I was at the age of 7.
And then stay that way.
Another great moment I had as a 7 year old was writing a story titled “The Floppy Bunny.” I really did a horrible, half-assed job at the drawings for that book. But I was so, so proud of the story.
It’s the story of a bunny who has no hair. He’s a bald, naked bunny. He goes around to all these animals, asking them if they have any hair to spare… could he have some? Of course, everyone says no. It isn’t until the Floppy Bunny meets a sheep, who has wool to spare, that he can finally have some hair. They make an entire suit made of wool and the Floppy Bunny wears it, finally feeling comfortable and covered up.
Yes. It was a gripping tale.
I’d like to think that my writing abilities have gotten better ;)
Obviously, if you are here on this blog, you can see that I never did give up on the whole writing thing. I have my short stories, my poetry, and three books I’m working on daily, trying to get published. I am trying to hard to keep that 7 year old version of myself close at heart. I want to be her… unafraid and entirely confident in my abilities.
I hope you can find your own version of her, too!!!
Fun fact: I think I did get a little better at drawing. Wildewood even let me do their cover art…. !!!!
February 16, 2013 at 7:08 PM
SO cute! I shared The Floppy Bunny story with Chad. Sometimes our younger selves could give our older selves advice…and sometimes our older selves could give our younger selves advice. We live and learn, and learn and live! ;)
February 16, 2013 at 10:15 PM
Aw!!!! so true!!! I have that story at home somewhere… we “bound” the books and everything!!
February 16, 2013 at 9:47 PM
I am probably the worst at drawing than anyone you will ever meet. Some friends and I did a craft day a few years ago here in Hawaii…one of my friends and I brought our “work of art” and proudly showed it to our husbands. Her husband said “how come those birds are flying upside down?!” I’d done them like that all my life, never knowing they weren’t supposed to look that way. We still laugh about it!
February 16, 2013 at 10:12 PM
how cute!!!! thanks for sharing!! love you!!! I think birds can go either way ;)
February 25, 2013 at 12:56 PM
I want those boots…badly:)
February 25, 2013 at 1:24 PM
I want your jacket haha if we were closer to the same height, we could share! ;)
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