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So I have realized recently that I get some sort of rush out of shocking people by telling them stories about my every day life.
So today in my family recreation class we were talking about family dynamics when the subject of family communication came up. After some discussion the teacher asked if there was anyone who was dissatisfied by the communication style of their family. Almost laughingly I instantly put my hand up in the air. The teacher asked if anyone would like to share why. I told her that instead of fighting my family just doesn't communicate and we just solve our problems by ourselves. She asked what I meant and so I shared an example from a conversation I had a few weeks ago with my aunt Verla. It went something like this:
Verla: Hey! Don't leave without saying goodbye.
Lizzy and Sarah: Oh sorry. Goodbye! *hugs*
Verla: Oh, Lizzy. How's your dad?
Lizzy: fine...? *so confused by the way she asked the question*
Verla: Everything is going okay with his melanoma?
Lizzy: My dad has melanoma??
Verla: Yeah. He called me earlier this week and told me that he has a spot near his temple that they are going to remove.
Lizzy: Oh. I had no idea.
Verla: Well call him or something.
Sarah and I walked away sorta chuckling because about 5 minutes previous to this conversation I had a conversation with my cousins Melanie and Rachel about how we always find out important things about our family from people outside the family.
So when I told this story in class my teacher's jaw literally dropped. Which sorta gave me a little chuckle.
P.S. I talked to my dad a few days later and he has to have the melanoma taken out. It will just be local anesthesia. He was more upset about his favorite horse dying than he was about the melanoma.
So today in my family recreation class we were talking about family dynamics when the subject of family communication came up. After some discussion the teacher asked if there was anyone who was dissatisfied by the communication style of their family. Almost laughingly I instantly put my hand up in the air. The teacher asked if anyone would like to share why. I told her that instead of fighting my family just doesn't communicate and we just solve our problems by ourselves. She asked what I meant and so I shared an example from a conversation I had a few weeks ago with my aunt Verla. It went something like this:
Verla: Hey! Don't leave without saying goodbye.
Lizzy and Sarah: Oh sorry. Goodbye! *hugs*
Verla: Oh, Lizzy. How's your dad?
Lizzy: fine...? *so confused by the way she asked the question*
Verla: Everything is going okay with his melanoma?
Lizzy: My dad has melanoma??
Verla: Yeah. He called me earlier this week and told me that he has a spot near his temple that they are going to remove.
Lizzy: Oh. I had no idea.
Verla: Well call him or something.
Sarah and I walked away sorta chuckling because about 5 minutes previous to this conversation I had a conversation with my cousins Melanie and Rachel about how we always find out important things about our family from people outside the family.
So when I told this story in class my teacher's jaw literally dropped. Which sorta gave me a little chuckle.
P.S. I talked to my dad a few days later and he has to have the melanoma taken out. It will just be local anesthesia. He was more upset about his favorite horse dying than he was about the melanoma.