A Friend Reciprocated a Lesson…

 

They use this technique at my kids’ school.  I wish someone would have used that on me when I was a kid.  I would have been a very different student.

 

At times, my ego gets sufficiently out of control that I think that I have so much to teach other people.  Then they say or do something that reframes our conversation in a way I had not contemplated.  In these moments, I laugh at myself (and to myself, mercifully), realizing that I am once again being taught.  So, I am not a teacher so much as I am a reciprocating student.

 

I had one of those moments yesterday.  I didn’t set out to teach, but at some point I got it in my head that I had a lesson I could share.  Then I fell in love with my ideas a bit and felt the need to crystalize my brilliant message.  It was at that moment, that my friend turned the tables on me and used story to illustrate to me the very same point I was going to make to him.  The internal laughter came.

Once again, a friend reciprocated a lesson, and I am richer for it.