Gen Me thoughts

Reading this thus far is like looking into the past and seeing how most of my friends were raised.  I remember spending the night at my friends’ houses and being astonished on how they would talk to their parents.  I remember thinking it was funny in class when they disrespected the teachers, but i felt embarrassed when they would yell at their parents.  It seemed as if they had complete control on how the home was run.  I couldn’t understand how a parent could let this happen.  When my friends spent the night at my house they were different kids.  They were always respectful to my family and seem to be on their best behavior when they came over.  I remember asking my best friend at the time why he seemed to have more respect for my parents then he did his own.  He explained to me that his parents never corrected or punished him for doing something wrong.  I remember thinking that must be the life.  I got spanked if i even thought of doing something wrong, and if i ever dreamed of talking disrespectful to my parents i would have gotten slap a crossed the room.  Even with the freedom my friends had at their own homes for some reason they always wanted to spend the night at my house.  We, me and Matt my bff lol, used to talk about why he never seemed to want to go home.  He told me that living at his house was like staying at a friend’s house all the time were as my house seemed like a home because there was order and a very distinct sense of who was the parent and who was the child in my house.  As we grew up most of my friends who didn’t have order in their home went on to find that order elsewhere.  They ended up in the military or in gangs where order rains supreme and there is no questioning authority.  It’s as if they had spent most of their life looking for that order.  I guess if we thought about it we could say that the more we fight against the natural order of things the more we need it.

Josh Mitchell's biography

  Hello everyone my name is Josh Mitchell, I was born in 1977 and spent the first eight years of my life in the south end of Saint Joseph.  At the young age of 8 we moved to Connecticut only to move back again in 2000.  I served my country in the Navy for 4 years which at the time was the hardest thing I have ever done.  I am now a single father of a 3 year old little boy and can honestly say the time spent in the Navy was a vacation compared to everyday life now.  In my past I have had a lot of struggles with reading and writing because of a nasty little thing called Dyslexia.  For those of you who do not know Dyslexia is a learning disability that effects your perception of certain letters and numbers (i.e. I see p's as q's and b's as d's) it’s like looking at them backwards.  I have managed to control and overcome this disability for the most part.  As a reader I am slower than most but I feel I make up for this with the ability to comprehend better.  As a writer I try to find a source of inspiration for what I am writing I feel I write with a lot of emotion.  I believe my strengths when it comes to reading and writing is finding a connection between me and what I’m reading or writing.  I try and put myself in the middle of it and start from there. I feel my weakness is that I have to spend more time on projects than most.   I am always excited when it comes to reading and writing for the challenges that come along with each new exercise.