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Ineke Is "Blank" (Or - What Do You Think I Am?)
I don't know if you remember the old TV gameshow “Blankety Blank”?  It was the one where contestants had to give answers which matched the “Celebrity” Panellists in order to score points and win a “Blankety Blank checquebook and (useless) pen”.

What reminded me of that gameshow was a couple of things which happened recently – and they both had the same result.  The result was a very pleasantly surprised and seriously confused Ineke (not to mention a slightly embarrassed Ineke as well).

I have never thought of myself as “conventionally clever” - second thoughts – I have never thought of myself as “conventional” full stop. Or “clever” for that matter.

In fact, if you and I were to write separate lists under the heading of “Ineke Is...” and compare them I very much doubt that the lists would match up.

Well – OK – there are certain things which we would agree on (only because they are blazingly obvious);

I am Human (although I sometimes seriously wonder about that).

I am of the Female Species (although I have been called “Sir” a few times).

This next bit is purely my opinion about myself (feel free to disagree with everything you read from now on in this blog post).

I am (at least) Half-Dutch.  Not only due to the fact that I have one Dutch parent and one English parent – I also have a Dutch first name.  I identify more easily as Dutch than English.

I am seriously shortsighted (to the point of being Registered Partially Sighted).

I am unconventional.

I am smart but no way would I call myself “clever” (especially when you read my list of qualifications).  My “cleverness” cannot be measured in conventional ways.

I am good at hiding in plain sight.  Well, I get that general idea from speaking to some of you who have read Inkyworld and been amazed by the challenges I face due to my sight.  It is quite funny when people tell me that they didn't realise my sight is so bad  (the clues have always been there – you just have to watch me carefully).

I am someone who loves learning – I just have a major allergy to classrooms and teachers.

I am good at “Sideways thinking” - to the point where my brain starts to hurt if it is forced to attempt to think in the same ways as most other people for very long.

I am a Bookworm.  There is only one thing I love more than reading – and that is writing.

I am creative with a very vivid imagination.

I am a lover of words, language, dialects, and accents.

I am happiest either on my own or in a one-to-one situation (or in a very small group with people I know and trust).

I am a thinker who is comfortable spending time with their own thoughts.

I am prone to bouts of thinking my only use is as a Lab rat for other people to experiment on.

Remember I said I am smart but I wouldn't call myself clever???  There is a very good reason for that.  If you measure my knowledge in “paper” qualifications you would come to the conclusion that I am not very educated (four GCSE's at C Grade or above and a handful of certificates).  If you look at me you might not think I am the cleverest creature on the planet (unless you are one of those brilliant humans who sees glasses as a sign of intelligence).  However, if you measure my knowledge in whether or not I can hold my own in a conversation with a Brainiac you may be surprised.  The best way to measure my knowledge is to watch me in my day to day life (or read my blog) as I cope with challenges that you don't need to pay attention to – as well as doing things which have a rather fascinating habit of amazing people because they don't expect me to be able to do them.

Yesterday someone paid me a very unexpected compliment when they said that my blog is interesting and that they had learned things through reading it.  Julian Harrison (yes – you are correct – he has been mentioned on this blog before) is one of my favourite Educators because he serves his education in easy, non-threatening, bite-sized chunks.  These chunks are called “conversations” - and they give my brain a really good workout.  He could make both of his areas of expertise seem really threatening (they are Mental Health – which he has got both professional and personal experience of - and the Holocaust – which he hasn't got direct personal experience of but he is an encyclopedia on that subject) but he is open and honest enough to make me feel very comfortable being educated by him.

When I thanked Julian for his compliment he said “the day we stop learning from other people is the day we cease to be human”.

I am never going to feel very comfortable blowing my own trumpet.  I always think I could be better at things.  However, there is one thing I will admit to being good at – being me.

I was going to finish by quoting some lyrics from either “The One And Only” by Chesney Hawkes, or “Last Man Standing” by Bon Jovi.  However, I have decided to quote you some lyrics from the song which inspired the name of the “Being Me” section of this blog -

“Cause I'm being me.  Before the night is over you'll be here.  But you won't see - no you won't see - what you've got here.  You've got me”. (From “Being Me” by Plaeto)

Quite what you make of me is entirely up to you.


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