When I graduated the grade school that me and my younger sisters attended outside of our
neighborhood, I began a new journey. No longer would it be school buses but public trasnsportation. A older sister who passed away would “show me the way to go”..
After the second day of the school year, she would ‘like a mother bird let me fly solo.
My ever increasing observation skills would kick in like a”strong hot cup of black coffee’.
I would meet a gut named’Billy” who had a different cultural background and help me out.
In the afternoons when it was time to go back home, I just payed close attention to the
conversations and actions of those who were also taking public transportation.
There was one time that the public transportation workers would go on strike and no
one in my family owned a car so “no school for me”.Being from NYC, most people
take the subway or bus to where they are going.. It would be about 7 years later when
I joined the army and they taught you further how to”be aware of your surroundings”.
My current job where I’m employed in security where you are taught to”observe and report’.
My wife mentioned to me recently about my observation skills that she noticed. When I
go out to eat, I always try to sit by the door to observe who is coming and going.
I heard and never believed that saying”the devil is in the details”.From owners manuals
to instructions to put things together, not focusing on the details will lessen your enjoyment.
Variety is the spice of life. There are something’s that you want and need to be simple.
Next time you travel on a highway or look at nature or even the stars, take a “second look.
You will find a simple joy and say to yourself”how come I didnt see that before” and then
share it will others.May all those who read this be greatly encouraged and blessed.
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