I’ve tagged by my friend Marc Meyer. He’s made it clear that the time has come for me to reveal my deepest, darkest 7 secrets that he might or might not want to know. I’ve this once or twice and so the challenge goes deep to bring up something that I’ve not revealed before.
For this round, I’m going to travel back in time to the early years … we’ll look at how them fits in with now.
1. The early years: I was born about 85 miles from Chicago in a town of 20,000 people. We lived on a wide street in a quiet part of town, but our house was backed by the Illinois River. So I never had a rule that said, “You can’t cross the street,” or I’d never been able to go anywhere. I grew up to get a job that let me fly around the world every year. Some kids who had that “don’t cross the street rule are still living there.”
2. Age 5: My Kindergarten year book says that all the kids in my class were Pat Boone fans by I was a fan of Elvis Presley. My teacher writes of how surprised she was the day this painfully shy child got up and sang “The Good Ship Lollipop,” the way that Elvis might have done.
3. Age 6: “Be home from school by 4:30 was another rule.” School got out at 3:00, and I walked about 2.3 miles. I should say I could have walked it in that. I tried my best to take a different route whenever I might. Maybe that’s why my problem solving never seems to happen in the usual way. I don’t think or walk in a straight line.
4. Age 7: I used to draw huge murals on the long graphite bar at my dad’s saloon. Everyone who came in talked to me, and though I was shy, it was my job to talk to them. Drawing made it easy to have something to talk about. To this day, I’d rather talk about what I’m working on that talk about how I am.
5. Age 8: I spent my summers in a town of 1300 people staying with my Aunt. The town was so small was like a living city made just for kids — we could wander wherever we might want. I had a whole set of friends there. One was my “summer boyfriend.” We knew that was the case because we had a “boy’s fight” in the street. We fought because he wouldn’t be nice.
6. Age 9: My best friend Craig and I put on carnivals and plays all summer in my yard. We had penny games and gave out prizes that were things my older brothers donated to the cause. The neighborhood was filled with kids so we had an audience.
7. Age 10: The first grade teacher enlisted me to work with the first-graders who were having trouble learning to read. That became my job at the school until I left when I was 13. I actually worked at another school doing similar things when I was in high school too.
In later years, I taught at a dancing school and was an art director at camp for kids who have emotional, behavior, and severe learning disabilities.
There you go. I guess a lot of me then is still showing up now.
–ME “Liz” Strauss
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