Taming the Introvert

I’m discovering that my son is a lot like me, in many ways. A born introvert. You’re probably shaking your head thinking, introvert? A teacher who speaks in front of large groups all the time?

I used to be the kid who cried at birthday parties when her mom dropped her off because there were people LOOKING at me. Painfully shy, that was me. Thankfully, I learned to cope and adapt. Now, I can turn on the extrovert side when I need to, but being the center of attention isn’t something that I want.

Last Friday my son had his final day of Vacation Bible School. They ended with a special program for parents which involved singing and dancing. My son hid behind a tall third-grade girl. I managed to finally sneak through and get this photo of him. I love the expression on his face. I can practically hear his thoughts: You don’t honestly think you’re going to get a decent picture of me dancing, do you? Future blackmail? Ha. I’ll just hide behind the tall kids again.

My daughter is completely the opposite of my son. She would be front and center, dancing and smiling. I think he’d rather be shot than do choreography. :rotf:

What about you? Would you call yourself an introvert or an extrovert?