tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017546676108501997.post2598430645386506012..comments2019-10-05T00:47:29.193+13:00Comments on In My Ele_ment: Growing the Grey Matter (Being Mindful About Mindset)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06158734129279460696noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017546676108501997.post-75912460999176128082015-12-10T23:45:41.509+13:002015-12-10T23:45:41.509+13:00I can so relate to the memory of two captains choo...I can so relate to the memory of two captains choosing their teams. I hated it because of the shame, humiliation and embarrassment for students who were last. I arrived as a form two student at Easter time from the South Island. The new girl, untested, untried, unknown and last to be picked. I was quite skilled at sports back in the day and after a good catch - I deliberately, disdainfully dropped the ball in protest. I condemned myself yo being last picked at the school for the rest of the year as being totally untrustworthy! (Erika) Erika https://www.blogger.com/profile/12146994714721837685noreply@blogger.com