Anxiety. Dread. Panic.

Three words described how I felt about taking this class.

Why am I doing this to myself?

Yes, I thrive from the energy of others.

Yet, I am afraid.

What will people think?

Trouble, Scattergories, Candyland: three games that I love.

What will people think?

I am the observer. I am the encourager.

What will people think?

I am not a player.

What will people think?

 

Slowly walking towards my fears.

Slowly walking towards what I dread.

Yet, there is light.

 

Hannah.

My best friend.

Slowly walks with me.

Smiles.

Looks at the world with hope.

 

And then

I relax.

 

The smell of ornately decorated cupcakes.

The sound of joyful laughter.

The sight of random compilation of people.

 

Perhaps, I will thrive.

 

The Resistance: Avalon

What is this?

Sounds intimidating.

Classmates: clever & knowledgeable.

Me: baffled & confused.

 

8 people.

5 good. 3 evil.

I hope I am good.

I hope I do not have to talk.

I hope I do not have to be the leader.

 

Breathe.

I am a loyal servant of Arthur.

I am good.

Still baffled.

Simple.

Good wins.

 

Round 2.

Of course.

I am Merlin.

Still baffled.

What do I do?

I listen.

I attempt to persuade.

People accuse.

How do people bluff?

Others listen to the man with the most knowledge.

I am not heard.

Somehow good wins.

But, I am discovered.

The knowledgeable assassin reigns.

Evil wins.

 

What did I just play?

 

I did not expect to talk.

Talk, I did.

Baffled, I am.

 

We laughed.

This quirky group of ours.

We learned.

We observed.

We noticed.

We played.

 

Elders & Wise Men lead.

The Blind follow.

The Baffled laugh.

The Curious seek.

 

All together, we play.