Generally, I do not like it when people send me those neverending guilt-inducing forwards (you know, the ones that insist that if you REALLY believe in God, you’ll pass this on to 92 people) or those cheesy lists of questions you’re supposed to hit everyone up with. Very rarely do I comply.
But I’ve been “memed.” And by one of my favorite bloggers. I suspect he chose me because he knew I would comply. And so after a lengthy internal struggle this morning, I have decided that once (JUST ONCE), I’ll go along with this. Forgive me people. What does it mean to be “memed,” you might ask?
According to Mark Cuban, “A meme is a set of questions that are passed from person to person. You fill out the questions. Post them on your blog. Then you tag another blogger who is supposed to do the same thing.“
This one is simple enough and amusingly random enough that I can stand to participate. So here we go. Here are the instructions:
Pick up the nearest book of 123 pages or more. No cheating!
Find Page 123.
Find the first 5 sentences.
Post the next 3 sentences.
Tag 5 people.
And here are my 3 sentences, as per instructions, from Third Culture Kids: The Experience of Growing Up Among Worlds:
“As long as Erika’s parents remained in Singapore, ‘Where’s your home?’ was an easier question to answer than ‘Where are you from?’
She simply said ‘Singapore.’
Her emotional and physical sense of home was the same.”
And finally, my 5 victims. You DON’T have to do this. I am a compulsively compliant friend, which is why I am participating in this, but YOU can say no. You can be strong. You will not die or go to hell if you don’t do this. But I guess you can do it if you want to too.
Here they are: