A process.
Apr. 25th, 2012 07:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tedwords"So, we're watching The Knights Tale in English class," said Ashes on the way home today.
"You mentioned that," I said. "You're really liking it, right?"
"Yeah." She played with a strand of her hair, contemplative. "It's funny. Jo-Ellen really likes that movie, and tried to get me to watch it a while back. I could barely focus on it for five minutes. Why is it that whenever someone I know tries to get me to watch something or read something, I can't do it, but when I find it out for myself, I usually like it?"
I grinned, a secret smile, all to myself. There's my girl. All set to major in Psychology next year, and unaware that the Oppositional Defiance Disorder diagnosis she received years ago is still alive and kicking.
But she's learning about herself. And self-discovery is the important thing.
"You mentioned that," I said. "You're really liking it, right?"
"Yeah." She played with a strand of her hair, contemplative. "It's funny. Jo-Ellen really likes that movie, and tried to get me to watch it a while back. I could barely focus on it for five minutes. Why is it that whenever someone I know tries to get me to watch something or read something, I can't do it, but when I find it out for myself, I usually like it?"
I grinned, a secret smile, all to myself. There's my girl. All set to major in Psychology next year, and unaware that the Oppositional Defiance Disorder diagnosis she received years ago is still alive and kicking.
But she's learning about herself. And self-discovery is the important thing.
