Self congratulation
Me and my close personal friend had an argument this week about who was better.
Not at anything in particular, just categorically better. It came out of a discussion in which I got the feeling I was being patronised!.
I said, “Can I just ask? You think you are better than me at thinking don’t you?”.
He said…..”yes”. We’ve decided to test it out by having a cross discipline face off, Menza tests, tennis, woodcraft, maybe an A-level exam. This has got me thinking that throughout my life, being better has been very important. So in the past week, these are things I have congratulated myself on being better at.
Drinking tea.
Handwriting.
Eating quietly.
Singing.
Writing emails.
Sharpening pencils, with the least amount of broken shavings.
Dancing.
Remembering.
Maths.
Then wrapped up in smugness, I thought I’d better be better at modesty too. So here are some things that I’m worst at.
Taking care of my personal belongings.
Volunteering to make tea.
Noticing objects.
Cooking
.……..sigh……Thinking.
What are you best at?