Answers #28, #29, and #30
Last ones guys :) I’m so happy it came to exactly 30, if it had been 29 I may have had a panic attack. However, if there are any more questions ever added to my questions post I will gladly answer them! Thanks for all the involvement you guys, this was a lot of fun for me and I hope you all loved it too. I know there are some questions I skipped over. I probably won’t be answering them directly but will put them in poetry form. I will tag the people who asked them when I do post my “answers”. Thanks again everyone :)
Our last three questions were asked by @Never_More and they are:
(1.) What’s your absolute favorite memory? (2.) If you got to name your kids anything, what would their names be? (3.)Who is your role model?
1) I have a really really bad memory. I can hardly remember what I did yesterday. I also don't think I could ever pick a favorite memory because even tiny moments have huge impacts on me. Maybe if I picked a person or a place I could say my favorite memory of that but it would have to be more specific.
For the sake of getting this question answered (it's the reason I have taken a week to post this), I'm just going to pick a random memory that I like and tell you about it.
When I was in first grade, I was the only girl who enjoyed playing with the boys in my class. Anyone who is around my age will remember that boys have awful disgusting cooties that will infect our brains if we get too close. Obviously, this isn't true, but all the girls in my class acted as though they really were an infectious disease. I think that the only reason I didn't buy into this was the fact that I had three younger brothers at the time who were some of my best friends. That, and the fact that I had crushes on five or six of the guys in my class ;). Yes, I know I was crazy, I was seven, you don't have to point it out.
Anyway, the school we went to had a huge field with a playground on one side. When the field ended, there was a parking lot, a small hill, and another parking lot with a grassy strip and a cluster of trees near the bottom of the hill. If you looked at it from above, it made a huge square with the playground at one corner and the trees down in the opposite corner. We were confined to this area to play (the parking lot was empty and safety wasn't as huge of a deal). As soon as we were released for recess, the girls and the boys split and went to opposite corners. The boys would go up to the playground and play titanic, the girls went down to the trees and play house or family.
My favorite memories from this time are the schemes I would make to get away from the girls so I could play with the boys. I always started out with the girls, but most of the time we played that I was in captivity for whatever reason. Sometimes I was in timeout, sometimes I was grounded, sometimes I was in charge of all the food. Most often I was a Siberian Husky puppy who would pull the girls around in a sleigh (I had a jump rope around my waist and they would run behind me while I ran, again, safety wasn't as big at that time lol). If I could get out of the rope or they didn't tie me up tight enough, or I could escape through a "window", I would run up the hill to the boys because they desperately needed me.
I said that they played titanic, which seems like an awful game to play but we had read the book as a class in the beginning of the year and all of them loved the story. Of course, none of them wanted to die, so they needed someone to make sure the ship didn't sink.
Which is where I came in. Somehow, I convinced them I was a hamster who could fix any leak or damage done to the boat. That was the ONLY reason they let me play at first. They wouldn't talk to me (cooties again), unless it was to yell, "WE HAVE A LEAK!!!!" and I would have to run over as quickly as possible. If they got bored of me and decided they wanted to abandon ship, they would throw me overboard and I would head back down to the girls and the game would repeat itself.
Eventually, everyone realized that they weren't going to stop me from switching sides, so they just accepted it. The girls began feeling bad for the boys, who would sink if I didn't go up to check on them every once in a while. The boys figured that the class would be too small if the girls died of starvation or got stuck in a snowstorm without their husky to get them out.
And that's the end, ta da! :)
2) My best friend and I had a list of all the names we loved and wanted to possibly give our children when we have them. Unfortunately, I lost that list. At some point it got deleted from my phone, but honestly, I have no idea what happened.
Some girls’ names I like are River, Amberly, Alicia, Selene, Camari, Taylor, Dawn, Kaelyn, and Nova
Boys’ names would be Liam, Ethan, Noah, Theodore (my friend might have dibs on that one though, I don’t remember), Rowan, and Michael. I have a harder time with male names, I don’t really LOVE any of these.
I like the name Alex for both genders.
3) My role model would probably be my highschool bible study leader. I went to her study for all four years and she helped me work through so many different things. She was also the only close relationship I had outside of my family that has lasted through the four years without fail. She has an amazing heart and cares so much for those around her that I cannot help but respect her for it. I haven't always agreed with her, but she helped me solidify my beliefs anyway. She didn't have any expectations and as the group changed she worked to make everyone comfortable. The group dynamic when I graduated was entirely different than it was when I was a freshman, but she was still comfortable and consistent in herself and what she believed.