Ever meandering mysteries of personhood

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I’m mud puddle famous. Doubt me? Well, your skepticism means you’re reading my words, which proves my point, soggy and murky as it may be.

In contrast, I remember being a somewhat big fish in a little pond, as the saying goes, when I attended Madera High School.

Eager to come out of my isolated shell, I had joined more organizations and activities than I could reasonably handle. Yet that turned out far better than I deserved due to the relative apathy of many of my classmates. When student involvement is low, the 50 percent or less I invested in each commitment seemed tolerable to student advisers.

The reward was well worth it all: my smiling face sprinkled generously in the club section of the yearbook each spring. Puff puff, little ego, puff! ...

 

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