Putting wheels on one’s home and driving down the street is both an exhilarating and scary experience. Fully loaded with fuel, fresh water, and a minimal complement of personal belongings, a motor home can easily weigh over seventeen thousand pounds. Attach a tow vehicle and said motor home could stretch over 45 feet. There are no exams to drive one's house down the road (there probably should be). Experience, common sense, and a bit of luck go a long way in ensuring a safe journey.
Unfortunately, experience and luck were in short supply on a recent trip through Louisiana's marshlands. I was headed to a campsite in a state park, but unfortunately took a wrong turn and needed to find a large enough space to turn around. After driving aimlessly for several miles, I found a suitable site. Experience driving on the West Coast had taught me that gravel and grass could support the weight of a heavy vehicle. However, no sooner than I turned off the main road did the tires sink into the bogy soil. I was stuck.
A leader is successful, but not necessarily in the limited way society conditions us to believe. Growing up in East Oakland, California, in abject poverty to a single parent with a severe mental illness, success was defined as material wealth. The car one drove, and the clothes one wore were more important than the relationships one fostered or their virtues. Now, I believe success is emancipatory and defined by the quality of my relationships, the family I helped create, and the acts of service I conduct. These beliefs guide my leadership.
"The Adventures of Mega Areee" the makings of a trilogy
The "Adventures of Mega Areee" was a short narrative I wrote in 1993 for a 6th grade writing assignment. I remember thinking to myself, wouldn't it be funny if a good-hearted caveman went around rescuing people all the while wearing only Tighty Whities? Reading this now, as an adult, I still laugh at the protagonist's antics. I guess I still have the sense of humor of an 11-year-old because I always find this character hilarious.
I have never published or posted this story before. The saga was initially written in 1993 when we had to print things out on an old DOT MATRIX printer and submit our stories by hand. There were no "clouds" to save your work. Your writing could be lost for all of eternity if you didn't keep an extra physical copy. Fortunately, I still have my original submission with all of its grammatical errors in place. I wish there had been spell check growing up.