nct. How men long time ago would go hunt and gather their food out in the woods or where ever they could find it. Not that I’m hunting, but it’s the adventurous instinct I’m after. I used to get into a lot of trouble while I was young. I got hit with a belt quit a bit. One time I did something and lied about it to my father, and he asked me a question; he said, “well you can either stand in the corner or you can take it like a man and get the belt.” So I decided to take the belt. I’m not really sure why, I guess I thought that it would’ve looked better on my part. It was a way of showing that I could take it like a man and hold everything back. I’ve always hidden my emotions. I think I was always somehow encouraged not to show any emotions. It’s like my parents were subtlety telling me to not show any emotions, because that’s what guys do they show no emotion.While I was in elementary school, I can picture all the events the boys would do at recess. Most of us would get together and make up teams to play kickball or football. It was either that or play on the monkey bars or something like that. While the boys were doing those activities, you could always find the girls huddled around the benches, sitting on the swings, or going down the slide. It’s like there was this international divide. All the boys did the rough and dirty events at recess while girls did things so that they wouldn’t sweat or get dirty. In the classroom I can remember being the quietest person. In third grade I sat next to the most talented drawer in the class. His name was Michael. I always wanted to draw like he could. That always seemed like the thing boys did, was draw. Girls doodled and boys drew. It’s even like that today. While I was in high school, all my girl friends would always doodle and draw little stuff on their folders. I would always make fun of or ask, why they were always ...
