Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Peter, James and Me

I wasn't going to write any more about the sociability/reticence topic of the past few posts, but one more, short anecdote has popped into my consciousness.


While this isn't something that I remember first hand, I have been told that I wasn't exactly a verbose child – surprise, surprise. I didn't talk particularly early or a lot, but I have also been told that I soon moved on to phrases. Apparently, my father would piggy-back me around the house. There was a scripture calendar on the wall, and Dad you point to Peter, James and John. One day I said, "Peter, James and Me" (yes now you know my other name). If I've got the story right, it's one of the early things that I said.


So, I guess that, even early on, I internalized quite a lot before verbalizing it. Apparently, wherever personality types come from, they start way back in childhood. My hunch is that at least some of it comes from internal structure and wiring, but I haven't really come across anything that supports my intuition.


Now, I truly am finished with the topic. It's time to cast my nets elsewhere.

13 comments:

Valerie - Still Riding Forward said...

I loved the story! Cute Anvil!

NDE is near death experience and I have had one in my past. It starts here: http://forwardho.blogspot.com/2006/02/lost-and-all-alone.html and, being naturally verbose, continues for two more posts.

Trying to hook what happened then with where I am now and why I am still here is a spiritual puzzle for me.

mreddie said...

One of my favorite things is to see what I can my young grandsons to say - I keep it clean of course. But those little critters really crack me up with their expressions. I'm sure you had that same effect on your elders back then. ec

Gina said...

So the cat has been thoroughly, er, kicked... Or whatever it was you said about a cat... ;)

PBS said...

I think this is an interesting topic that could be discussed much further! Or not, as you choose.

Anonymous said...

I'm sure personalities are hardwired. I'm astonished by the re-run genetics we witness in our own family. My daughter is so very much like my mother, my son a throwback to my father's cousin.

Anonymous said...

Ah, John the beloved.

methatiam said...

When I was about 14, maybe 18 months, my family moved to a new house. I am told (as I don’t remember any of it), that when the movers arrived and started removing items from the old house, I stood in the middle of the kitchen and demanded to know why they were “taking my mommy’s chairs”.

Anonymous said...

I do believe that much of who we are comes from our genes. What we decide to do with it.. well that is a different matter. :-)

Anonymous said...

I believe we all come here with a certain lifepath, previously designed for our evolution as souls. Personality traits feed into that as well. An introvert can not become an extrovert and that is just how it is. We are hardwired for a reason.

Just one more opinion from the chicken coop. Looking forward to reading Valerie's post...

:)

Peace,

-chani

Dee said...

You come up with some great posts and I always leave your blog with a smile on my face. thanks for giving me soeething to smile about today. *s*

Anonymous said...

I believe that that the basics are already there, too. I have had a close connection to all my grandchildren since they were infants and certain traits were there at the begining and continue on. My daughters, too. If we are lucky, no one causes a short circuit! Loved the story...my first word was "pocketbook" which is odd because I hate to shop. I must have liked how it rolled off my tongue.

I was going back over my blog and noticed a comment from you on "Pumping Iron" that I had missed. Thank you for your encouragement, like life, it's a day to day project. And thanks for your compliment on my frames.

Turtle Guy said...

Hee hee... around here references are made daily to a biblical king... I wonder who that could be?

Cathy said...

Oh yes, AnvilCloud - er, John (shhhhhh - my lips are sealed) I think nature is a huge part of who we are. My mother had seven children and said we were different from the day she brought us home - and these fine people are so conistent over time with their quirks and dispositons - I certainly can't refute it from my vantage point.

My pediatrician friend who attends births quite agrees - that each child comes into the world already manifesting their individual temperment.

Oh! Thanks for the recommendation about the DVD on the Journey of Man - will make for a snowy evenings entertainment.