tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69797469239414958232024-02-20T01:10:48.015-08:00The Life and Times of JBJames Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735248477152582642noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979746923941495823.post-21790508287012946102010-11-26T08:35:00.000-08:002010-11-26T22:27:46.546-08:00School To the best of my recollection, I quite enjoyed school at an early age; surprisingly enough. Looking back on those first few years of the rollercoaster that would be my educational experience, it is hard to believe the level of notoriety I would later achieve.<br />
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I excelled in most subjects, showing great interest in mathematics and science. I cruised through Kindergarten-to-grade 3 with ease, showing no sign of slowing my academic advancement. Little did I know, something darker and more heinous was lurking beneath the surface, and it wanted out.<br />
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I am not sure of any single event or experience that had triggered the drastic change in my character and attitude. It was, however, a very shocking time for my teachers, peers, and family alike.<br />
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Sometime around the first term of Grade 4 I had begun my downward spiral into mischief, disobedience and a habitual neglect of my duty as a student. If I recall correctly, my first out-of-school suspension came around this time; it would be the first of many.<br />
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I gradually became more and more of a nuisance as the years went on; taking full advantage of every opportunity to disrupt the classroom in whatever manner I deemed suitable.<br />
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To be continued...James Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735248477152582642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979746923941495823.post-64358260070820526162010-11-21T18:24:00.000-08:002010-11-21T18:24:24.989-08:00Family I was the second of my parents' four children and the only boy. Needless to say, being raised in a household with three sisters ingrained a strong protective instinct within me. As early as I can recall I knew it was my duty as their brother to protect them from danger. My acceptance of this role at such a young age would prove to be a crucial fragment of what would later become my "moral code".<br />
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As the need for an authority figure became more and more of a necessity in my childhood, it was clearly evident that my father would be that influence; as I am sure my mother would agree. I quickly learned where and when rules could be bent and where they could be ignored in entirety; as far as I was concerned, anyhow.<br />
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As with any family, there were trying times; we argued, we fought. At the end of the day, we all knew where our loyalties laid. I quickly accepted and embraced the importance of the role my family would play in my development.James Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735248477152582642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979746923941495823.post-31561950184527649282010-11-21T16:24:00.001-08:002010-11-21T16:24:44.993-08:00My first post I am by no means an extraordinary person and I don't expect the following thoughts and stories to have any lasting effect on you. To be brief, this is a collection of experiences and encounters that have had a significant impact on my character and personality.<br />
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At an early age I considered myself to be a rebel of sorts and rarely balked at an opportunity to stand in the face of authority. I frequently and thoroughly enjoyed "colouring outside the lines", so to speak. I never had a problem standing up for what I believe in, regardless of any foreseeable consequences or repercussions. This is the foundation upon which my persona would be built.<br />
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In hindsight, my attitude and behaviour during my formative years would have a profound impact upon myself and the people around me; friends, family, and others.James Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735248477152582642noreply@blogger.com0