Talking to everyone

When I was really really young, perhaps about four, I was approached by a man my father's age after church. He smiled and said: 'Hello, I know your father'. I reckon he was one of my father's friends and wanted to introduce himself. I was rather cute with my tomboy haircut at that age, but unfortunately for him, I was also rather feisty. I looked him dead in the eye and replied: 'So? I don't know you!'
My parents never fail to remind me of this story once in a while, just for kicks. They laugh about it, but looking back I feel bad that I was so rude. I didn't mean to be. I chalk it up to the fact that I was four and that I was following protocol on talking to strangers.

We live in a day and age where we caution our children to be careful to who they speak to when they are out and about. Which is what surprised me about Bermuda. Kids here are never afraid nor shy to talk to strangers. Conversations abound, I tell you. Perhaps this is the plus about living on a small island.

This post was brought upon by an interview with Johnny Barnes posted in newspaper. It's all brand new information, starting off with him at the age of 12 and a very important lesson learned from his mother. Have a read through. It's highly entertaining, just like Mr. Barnes is in person.