Wednesday, 19 August 2015

Depending On When You Met Me...



Depending On When You Met Me

For our first post, the 6Red Team Bloggers would like to introduce ourselves to the blogging community using the biography of Soulpancake contributing author, Devon Gundry, as inspiration.

Depending On When You Met Me by Devon Gundry

Depending on when you met me, I might have been: a checker’s champion, the kid who squirted Super Glue in his eye, a competitive Ping-Pong player, Tweedle Dum, a high school valedictorian, a fake blond, 1/12 of an all-male a capella group, a graduate of the Vanderbilt School of Engineering, a nomad, a street musician, or a pigeon assassin.


Depending on when you met me, I might have been: a surprised and undeserving spelling champion, the gangly kid who chipped her elbow tripping over a rock, a mildly competitive volleyball player, the Little Dutch Girl, a bubbly high school ASBer, an awkward brace face, 1/3 of a passionate mixed-gender congressional intern team, a sleeping graduate of USD, a sweaty, smelly movie theatre concession stand worker, an idealistic gender-equity peer educator, or your Grade 6 Humanities teacher.

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