18 Struggles Of Having An Outgoing Personality But Actually Being Shy And Introverted

Man I only wish I could articulate this in a better way. I AM AN INTROVERT with EXTROVERT tendencies.

#LoveThyIntroverts

Thought Catalog

This… this is my soul song, people. This is my Vietnam.

1. You’re not anti-social, you’re selectively social.

2. At any given point, you have one (maybe two) best friends who are your entire life. You’re not a “group of friends” person. You can’t keep up with all that.

3. Social gatherings that are supposed to be “rites of passage” like prom and dances and other such typical nonsense is just… not for you. You don’t understand it. You want nothing to do with it.

4. When you do choose to grace a party with your presence, you are the life of it. You’re dancing on the table and doing body shots until 3 a.m.

5. … You then retreat into three days of complete solitude to recover.

6. You go out of your way to avoid people, but when you inevitably have to interact with them, you make it…

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Independence Day Curriculum

The picture above has my brother Ryan to the left, my cousin Ricky at the bottom left, my cousin James (Ricky’s brother) at the back middle, and my cousin Steve (G Smooth) at the right. In the center, I am there cracking a grin. Most likely, one of my aunt’s, either Mildred, Denise, or Mary is telling us to cheese. But look at Ricky and Steve they are drawn to another persons camera. Their eyes, posture, and mannerisms tells the reader of this picture they are very much ready to take the picture.

Many folks tell us pictures tell a thousand words. On this Independence Day, the picture above, of my brothers and cousins tell a million words. The picture tells a story of the plight of America for its own independence from the tyrant policies of Great Britain. Even more, this picture tells the story of freedom, liberty, justice, democracy, and love. My own personal infatuation with freedom, liberty, justice, democracy, and love started in this place. Maybe it’s not a place, as much as it is a location. Possibly, it may not be a location as much as it is a space in time to lock away memories of what America was built on.

The radical promise of a free nation, one which prides itself on allowing women and men to work towards a radical dream of democracy. I had that. I have that. My picture exemplifies the curriculum of independence, one we can turn back to for memories and also turn to the future for to craft dreams. But I am also realistic about the American Dream in this picture being sacred, being genius, and being problematic. Simply, the love story our great nation has had with the Black American body is one that must be told and retold.

On this Independence Day, I am reminded of the Black American love story, and the American love story. Blessed many times by the grace of God, our nation resembling a salad bowl with its precious elements of goodness has a promise to the world to fulfill. Let us celebrate this day with love, liberty, justice, and democracy for all!

~Johnnie

Education for the Traumatized

I was a student who had a parent incarcerated. I was also a child who had two parents incarcerated. I was also a student who had a brother and cousin murdered by gun violence. Adding to this, my senior year of high school I had both my grandmothers, who helped raise me due to my parents being in prison die. On top of all this, the summer I graduated from high school my best friend, the brotha born 18 days before me in the same hospital was locked up due to a home invasion.

During all these traumatic events in the first 18 years of my life I could have easily turned into a monster. Maybe turned into a person is a bleak outlook on life. Fortunately for me, my oldest brother, my aunts and uncles, and family friends helped me stay focused. But what if school and school leaders learned more about trauma sensitive schooling? Hardly ever did I feel it was a safe environment to tell my classmates in school or teachers about the trauma I was experiencing that hindered my learning. Undoubtedly, my parents not being able to make parent/teacher conferences, football games, sporting events, dances, or even field trips was hard for me.

Interestingly enough, Trauma Sensitive research is being completed by scholars.But we cannot let only the scholars use this to further the research apparatus, there needs to be people on the ground, activist, teachers, community leaders, and other taking the theory and putting it to practice. Here is a link: http://traumasensitiveschools.org.

The “Helping Traumatized Children Learn” cite problematizes the impact of trauma on children’s learning by noting five positions on their webpage:

1. Many students have had traumatic experiences.
2. Trauma can impact learning, behavior and relationships at school.
3. Trauma sensitive schools help children feel safe to learn.
4. Trauma sensitivity requires a while school effort.
5. Helping traumatized children learn should be a major focus of education reform.

What are your thoughts about trauma sensitive school?