A teacher in the audience asked at a recent presentation if I was a gifted student as a younger man. I answered, “Well, I don’t want to sound immodest, but I was Valedictorian and class president. Now, I was home schooled, so I did have an advantage.”
The truth is, I was an average student. My father often remarked that I wasn’t meeting my potential as a student when I was a kid. Not all of us can or will be at the top of our class, but that should not dissuade anyone from telling stories.
Whether you verbalize them or write them down, really doesn’t matter. What matters is that you pass along your family stories to the next generation, as my mom did to me and as I now do to my children and grandchildren. It is important for every generation to know from where they came and the values by which earlier generations lived. It will help them to figure out where they are going and how to perhaps leave this world a better place for the generation that succeeds them.