My wife and I talk about the debate between nature vs. nurture a lot. Probably because we have one child that is biological and one who is adopted. Why do some personality things seem to pass down because of what our kids are around and what comes from their parent’s direct DNA? Our kids are literally black and white and figuratively night and day. They are so polar opposite that it’s almost comical.
Child #1 Child #2
Girl Boy
White Brown
Introvert Extravert
Quiet Loud
Conservative/saver of money Wants everything always immediately
Loves drama/performing/drawing/creative Loves basketball/sports/war/guns
I say all this because when I was in high school, I was in sports and was athletic and had no interest in drama, and couldn’t memorize something to save my life and couldn’t draw a stick figure without tracing it.
My daughter just performed in a play. Even though she is pretty shy and introverted and not very dramatic at home, she somehow loves drama in school, memorizes lines likety-split and can draw like the wind (don’t you see wind drawing all the time?).
Where does she get that from? Neither her mom or I have any talent in drama or drawing. The only drama our son has is in his drama king ways around the house and with all his friends. Enough about me, my son and my daughter. Let’s just get to the Bitter Friday Giftures in dramatic fashion, shall we?
I don’t mean to be dramatic…
…but I love you too Cookies and Cream Twix.
Geeze…
…no need to overreact.
What the heck…
…did your hair ever do to you?
In the words of Taylor Swift…
…you’re being too loud, you need to calm down.
Wow, Laura…
…you might just be the first that’s ever loved all her friends.
Oh, Oprah…
…do you even know what Twitter is, except for what your Social Media Manager posts for you?
Just because your dad paid your way through ninth grade…
…doesn’t mean you need to get all huffy, Lauren.
I need a few more moments to deal…
…with you, drama queen.
Sorry, you didn’t…
…get your fourth Ferrari for your birthday, Karen.
l know you’ve been too busy pretending to be a lawyer…
…to play in your pool, Kim.
Sorry, your Instagram cameraperson…
…is late for your fake crying session, Beyonce.
Sorry, you didn’t get an Oscar…
…for your fake cry, Rihanna.
Well, that’s enough drama for me for one year. I think I will just go hide out in my basement until the COVID-19 infects all the awful celebrities and politicians and I can come out with some cleaner air after their pollution finally goes away. Have a sunnier day!
ARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH
Bitter Drama Free Ben
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It seems obvious that an introvert would be attracting to acting or such – it’s a SIMULATION instead of being Truly Extroverted. It;s CONTROLLED. I know I’d love it, had I the talent to get away with it – and I know I do not. Dangit.
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Hmmm, maybe that is true. All I know is that she both loves the acting part and hates the interacting with other actors part.
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Ha, what passes for emotion when people know they are being photographed … interesting to read your account of differences within families … often much wider, my own experience included, that people think.
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On thing that struck me about the story about the fellow who first made movie film (NOT Edison…) was that he made the first, and perhaps last, film of people NOT mugging for the movie camera — nobody even knew what it was, so who cared?
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Yes, wonder if this one is the movie you mean:
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Similar. I recall reading his first recording was done in a park.
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Yeah, our kids are literally black and white and opposite in almost every way. Makes it hard to deal with them. Can they just graduate and move out so we don’t have to deal with them anymore?
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That is so funny they really are so opposite! I always think it’s interesting to see what parents have passed down just from the environment you’re raised in. I was a rebel child and wanted to do everything the opposite of my parents, but still ended up like them in some ways 🙂
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Yeah, you end up doing that when you get older. I always made fun of my dad for repeating things all the time and then I grew up and I do the same thing. And now my daughter does too. Uggghh.
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