As time passes, our memories can become something different than what actually happened. That is not to say a person is necessarily not telling what actually happened, but they are telling how they remember it in the now not in the past.
As is normal for me, I bounce from one spectrum to another like a rubber ball. I will have an underlying feeling of courage to become an open participant in a conversation or activity. Then the next moment I am back to the hesitant, afraid little boy that doesn’t want his hand slapped.
To overcome the fearful side of my persona in relation to the forum, I created another account and took the form of an actor playing a part which helps push aside the internal fears. What can anyone say? I am just playing a part. That part was “The Mad Lurker.” The Mad Lurker skulked around the forums peeking into places where he could make a stupid comment or two that then rapidly escape any rebuttal. The Mad Lurker would rarely respond to any comments upon his comments. However, my acting was not that good as I was discovered by a certain someone. The conversations then turned into a playful banter of truly foolish nature that turned into momentous hours of fun.
The thought while writing this is I should have used the name…
The Mad Skulker.
February 9, 2023 @ 7:32 am
It’s funny how acting can help shy students come out of their shell (I’ve seen this many times as an educator). Don’t you love the word ‘skulk’ ?