It was a hot summer day when I was around five years old, and I came home from day camp that afternoon in tears. “The counselors said I have to learn how to tie my shoes by tomorrow!” My mother did not panic -- she knew exactly what to do. Time was of the essence. She had to move fast. She sat me down on our porch stoop and I was given a crash course in shoe tying. It was there, sitting on the warm brick steps, where I first learned how to make one loop, then another, and tie the two loops in a knot. And that’s the way it’s been ever since.
“So, why in the world should I care about how he ties his shoes?” you’re probably thinking. You might even be wondering, “What the hell does any of this have to do with being a Middle Child?” Stay with me for a minute.
|SMILE! You're NOT on Candid Camera!!|
Stamp Out Middle Child Neglect”), but it was only a few years ago that I realized receiving mail was just one of the many ways I sought to seek attention. Albeit, from total strangers, but attention nonetheless. Writing weekly letters to politicians, athletes, astronauts and sending multiple messages to “Peanuts” creator Charles M. Schulz was my way of assuring I’d receive a steady stream of postal platitudes in return.
It turns out that being a Middle Child is the answer to so many questions. Why did I hate my mother’s strawberry rhubarb dessert? Because my brother and sister loved my mother’s strawberry rhubarb dessert. Why was I a child magician? So I could be something my brother and sister weren't, and maybe because I thought I could make them disappear. And why did I take so many pictures of all my children when they were growing up? I think the answer to that one is pretty obvious. It’s never ending. Being a Middle Child has everything to do with -- everything! And just when you think you've solved your countless Middle Child mysteries, you find out all the loose ends aren't really tied up after all. Even the shoe laces. It’s all so clear to me now...
live in Florida now. I get to wear sandals a lot.
THE STRUGGLE CONTINUES!
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