Writing today with Lisa Jo
and a delightful group that love to exercise their writing muscles for five short minutes on Friday and then cheer each other on. Today’s word: Connect.
|First BFF in the cycle
Fourth grade girl drama. It’s intense. Each girl, suddenly insecure, needs others to look at her, listen to her, laugh with her because suddenly mom and dads smiles and loves are not enough. They want friends, best-stick-together-forever friends. But they haven’t learned yet that the world revolves on an axis that is unrelated to them. They can’t hardly listen to each other tell stories because inside, instead of listening, they are thinking I have a story too. Who will listen? Who will connect?
And then they find that best friend–the one who giggles at jokes and shares lunch box desserts and provides an anchor in the craziness of the playground. And her world spins splendidly around the ostensible friendship axis. And mom can sleep easily. And then BAM. Someone tries to steal BFF (because friends at this age are possessions). And feelings get hurt and tears run and noses drip and moms pray.
I watched this cycle last year–knowing that it was in slow spin moving quickly toward rapid spin in the middle school years. Helpless, I prayed and tried to believe it would all produce character and true connections.