procrastination does not pay.
i’m having some technical difficulties listening to nick hornby’s story. (i know, i shouldn’t have waited until the last minute.)
i’m going to catch up, i promise, but those of you who did read it, go ahead and start talking. i’ll be there soon.
This story makes me laugh. It helps me imagine what my husband might have been like as a child (he hates sports and can be ornery about it). However, it also makes me think a little deeper about my responsibilities to my own community. It helps me appreciate how I benefit from my community, even though I often take those things for granted. The library across the street from my house, the post office down the road, and the people who work around me every day really do influence my life and make where I live a better place. Finally, given the benefits I have received from my community, and the responsibilities I have to it, how can I use my unique talents to help make my little community a better place?
I wish I could take away my kids’ privileges for all the times they don’t contribute to our family! But 11 months is a little young for that…
This story reminded me of something I read somewhere once (sorry–it was in college) that countries with tons of resources and vast amounts of space tend to be wasteful, while small countries generally take very good care of what they have and guard their resources vigilantly. I can see that in some aspects of the national identities of the U.S. or Russia versus that of Germany or Switzerland.