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#7 of 92: Put the Poison Down! Let’s be Friends
If aliens arrived tomorrow, what’s the first thing you’d ask them?
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If they’d like a cup of coffee.
This presupposes they’re not aiming some kind of weapon at me and that they have the means to actually drink coffee.
I once had a very close relative tell me that to say hello to a passerby was a sign of weakness. This was after we’d been spending quite a bit of time together in a place where strangers were regularly passing by. If I smiled and said hello, they generally responded in a like manner. It made a tedious and stressful situation better – all the little greetings, sometimes escalating into banter. I love banter.
Of course, I’m thinking of aliens as variations of E.T., adorable in a bicycle basket and not terrifying creatures holding vials of poison that could eradicate human life on the earth in three seconds. My little pretend world – it’s served me so well for so long.
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Snow Door | wisconsinacademy.org
Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
Ah… Little pretend worlds. That’s pretty much all I’ve got. Of course, they keep changing, which makes it a challenge. THANKS, JAN! (Is it okay if I’ve put you in my pretend world?)
Interesting that being kind and open by saying hello is perceived as being weak? Any idea where/by whom that concept first was broached?
I’m aware of that impression, yet can’t help but respond when human beings are in front of me, too. 🙂