Thursday, November 12, 2015

Personal Childhood Web


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Let me start with my parents. They have been married for almost 50 years. Even though my dad got sick and became blind, my mother stayed through it all. Although there were ups, downs, and in betweens, God blessed me with two parents who are loving, caring, and hard-working. Being the youngest of 10 children, however, they spoiled me absolutely rotten. Even in that, they taught me valuable things, such as the importance of education, the fact that self-confidence matters, and that loving God should be first priority in my life. I'll never forget how my parents knew that I was smart but lazy. I could get A's without trying, so whenever I brought home anything less than a close-to-perfect score, my dad would ask me, "What happened to the other points?" It would hurt my little feelings so bad then, but I now realize that my father was showing me that he knew I was not doing my best. I can appreciate that now because I want to do my best in everything I do. Give 100% 100% of the time! My parents still influence me, especially in my decisions to raise my little girl. 



Do you remember doing those little spider-web graphic organizers in school that looked like the one above? Growing up, it never occurred to me that just like paragraphs and ideas can be interconnected, so can humans. In the center of this spider web would be me, Felicia--the childhood Felicia, of course. The most important extensions from my web would be the following:
My parents, my siblings, my 8th grade English teacher, my childhood best friend, and my pastor from age 17-25.















My family:
I'm the bright one in the white socks. I was two here.
My dad was sick with the disease that caused his blindness,
so he wasn't in the picture.

My nine siblings spoiled me, too, but they were there to give me support for pretty much everything I did. If it wasn't for my sisters, I would have never made it to prom. They took me to get my nails done, shopping for a dress, chauffeured me and my cousin, and got my hair done: all at their expense! My oldest sister taught me how to read. My second-oldest brother taught me how to drive. My youngest older brother taught me how to tie my shoes. My sisters and brothers helped me to experience things outside of my backyard; I knew about college before time because I visited them there. I went on trips with one of my sisters every year, and we traveled good distances away from home. The experiences I had with them greatly influenced who I am today. Though every day wasn't easy, they taught me what family is and what family isn't, and as God continues to build my own little family, I will instill in my daughter (and future children???? Lord, help, lol) what I learned.

My 8th grade English teacher was my inspiration. She believed in my potential as a writer and an artist, and would stay after school just to have conversations with me. She challenged me, refusing to accept my laziness. She provided me with enrichment in class because she knew my IQ was high. If it wasn't for her, I would have never realized that both writing and art were my passions. I already knew I loved doing both but she is who helped to realize that those two areas were deeply embedded in me. The things she taught me about the compassion and relationships and connections that teachers build with their students is what I have patterned my classroom after, and will continue to add new information to the foundation she gave me.
Me and my childhood best friend
My childhood best friend became my best friend because his phone call stopped me from attempting suicide. He taught me so much, like how to keep secrets and how to be my own person instead of being clingy. I was the first person he came out to (when we were 14), and now he and his husband are happily married. We don't talk much, but what he taught me about keeping personal things personal I still do to this day.

My pastor I had from age 17-25 introduced me to the sincerity of a Christian's heart. He and my former first lady exhibited the love of Christ so much that it made me want to be a better person. I will always know that it was at that church under their leadership that helped me to begin my personal journey with God. I daily add to my relationship with God, and I am so grateful for what I have learned spiritually.



9 comments:

  1. Felicia,
    You seem to have had a storybook childhood! It is so great that your parents have been together for nearly 50 years! Something you said in your post sounded exactly like what my dad used to say to me. I too am an overachiever and when I would bring home my report cards, whether I had all A's or not, my dad would say, "Is that the best you can do?". I would get upset and feel like a failure. I will never forget one time when I was in 7th grade, I brought home my report card and my dad asked if that was the best I could do. I broke down in tears and yelled, "YES IT IS!". He simply stated, "Ok then". I guess that was his way of pushing me to do my very best but all it did for me is make me feel like a failure. :-(

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    1. Melissa,
      How horrible for you to feel like a failure! I'm sorry that you had to experience that. Now as for the storybook... I did not have a storybook childhood; Honey, I wish I'd had one! (Did you miss the part about my best friend became my best friend because his phone call stopped me from attempting suicide???) Whew, what storybook is THAT in, LOL. No seriously, there were many, many things that I wish I could go back and change, but I can't. I just believe what the Bible says in Romans 8:28 that all things work together for the good of them who love the Lord. I only shared an iota of my darknesses and my despairs. I chose to keep this post light and fluffy... :D

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  2. It is such a blessing when a teacher can inspire you. I know I had many teachers who did the exact same thing. What are you doing now; do you do art or write professionally? I know what you mean when you are talking about your faith, this is something that I learned at a early age and I am so grateful that I did.

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    1. I am a tax professional at Dream Again Tax & Financial Consulting which is owned by my pastors. I love it! Very different from teaching but soon I will be teaching at their daycare hence the early childhood degree path. I do art on the side.. email me feliciamdixon@yahoo.com and I will send you some pics! Perhaps you'd like to purchase!

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    2. I am a tax professional at Dream Again Tax & Financial Consulting which is owned by my pastors. I love it! Very different from teaching but soon I will be teaching at their daycare hence the early childhood degree path. I do art on the side.. email me feliciamdixon@yahoo.com and I will send you some pics! Perhaps you'd like to purchase!

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    3. I am a tax professional at Dream Again Tax & Financial Consulting which is owned by my pastors. I love it! Very different from teaching but soon I will be teaching at their daycare hence the early childhood degree path. I do art on the side.. email me feliciamdixon@yahoo.com and I will send you some pics! Perhaps you'd like to purchase!

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  3. Felicia
    I love your story! I cannot imagine growing up with that many siblings and being the youngest! I am the oldest of my siblings and I only grew up with two of them. I must say that I can relate to being pushed to do my best in school. My parents were pretty hard on me too and I often felt like I could not do anything right. I remember being the student body president of my junior high school and having to have a parent conference with all of my teachers because I had a C in Algebra (the rest of my classes were A's). So embarrassing. I struggled in Math so much and my teacher was horrible. It even carried on to high school when I was put on restriction and taken off the track team because I had a C in my Honors Pre-Calculus class. Because it was an honors classes the C was equivalent to a B but that didn't matter. I was on the honor roll...but that didn't matter. When I asked for help I was told..."You're smart. Figure it out." I think that is where I learned to never ask for help. To this day I have a hard time asking for help. I feel like I have to figure everything out on my own. I understand that my parents were trying to teach me to be independent and they saw a lot of potential in me. But now that I am a parent I know there are some things I will do different with my daughter.

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    1. Oh wow I'm sorry that you experienced that. The good news about parenting is that if we do our best, God will make up for the mistakes. Sometimes with a simple act of forgiveness or sometimes like what you're doing with your own child. Be encouraged sweetie! Wounds become scars and scars can become invisible. .. just fyi. ♡♡♡

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    2. Oh wow I'm sorry that you experienced that. The good news about parenting is that if we do our best, God will make up for the mistakes. Sometimes with a simple act of forgiveness or sometimes like what you're doing with your own child. Be encouraged sweetie! Wounds become scars and scars can become invisible. .. just fyi. ♡♡♡

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