A moment of blinding insight

I was thinking today about the first time I realized that I was a pretty good writer
I was in High School and we had to write an short story,
I can't remember what class it was for but the story was about a Native American boy hunting.
I had worked so hard on it and I was really proud of it.
I had made numerous drafts and even typed it up.

A few days later we all got our papers back but I didn't get mine back
So I approached my teacher after class and asked him why I didn't get mine
He said "Oh, I wanted to talk to you about this."
Now here I was thinking oh he's going to tell me how good it is.
I never expected what he said next.

"Where did you get this from?"
"Huh, I wrote it..."
"Now you're not in trouble, I just want to know where you got it from"
(isn't that just what every adult tells you right before you get into trouble?)

I was flabbergasted, not only was I being accused of some form of cheating but I was also getting into trouble for doing too good of a job on an assignment.
"I wrote it, I have the drafts at home"
"Well tomorrow bring them in so I can take a look at them"
I think at this point I mumbled something along the lines of "Okay" or "Yeah"

I held my paper in my hand and I felt dejected and let down.
I was so shocked, angry and frustrated that I nearly started crying.
Thank god I had made drafts, It wasn't a habit of mine to draft my projects, I usually just typed them up and edited them along the way.
The next day I showed the drafts to the teacher
and he looked at them and gave me my grade in kind of a dismissive way.

What was the point of accusing me and then barely glancing over my drafts.
I wasn't until much later that I realized this was sort of back handed complement.

My work was good enough for the teacher to think I forged it.
So that's where it all began,
I think I always had a passion for writing but the actions of that teacher confirmed it.
So i'm not sure if that teacher did a bad thing or a good thing.
I might never figure that out...

If I hung my head for all of my errors in judgment, I would never see the sky

I was just thinking about choices I have made so far in my life

(Every once in a while I get philosophical like this)

I went to a trade high school (against my parents wishes) but as far as I am concerned I think it was one of the best things I have ever done.
Although I never achieved academic greatness like my parents wanted I gained something else entirely, Myself.

I am comfortable in my own skin, and that's not to say I don't have insecurities because that would be false. I look at others my age and they have spent so many years trying to be someone elses idea of who they should be, that they don't know who they are.

From grades 1 to grade 8 I went to catholic school. When I entered my H.S (which was public) It was eye opening. My high school gave me an environment where I could express myself freely with out fear of being rejected or thought of as weird, that was something I didn't always get at home (Don't get me wrong I have always had lots of love at home, but they thought of me as eccentric..lol they still do).

It was an amazing environment to learn and grow in. I have seen people go to the best of schools and come out making choices that leave you thinking "what happened".

My school experiences have shaped me, even the bad experiences have shaped me. If I had to go back I wouldn't change a thing.

Did you know that Leonardo Di Vinci out of all of his achievements from science to art, he was most proud of his ability to bend metal with his bare hands.

I love who I am.
Find yourself and cherish it for all eternity

*Random Quotes I like*

1. "You say you love me now but will you when you realize i am four feet tall and have half-robot-legs?" - max bemis.

2. "There are no words I can use because their meaning still leaves for you to choose."-Cat Stevens