...sort of

I am a quiet person...sort of.  When I speak most people say I need to speak up, get louder, raise my voice.  All my life I've heard this but to me, in my ears, my voice is plenty loud.  If I raise my voice I feel like I'm nearly yelling.  In the right environment people can hear me just fine.  Sometimes my voice projects without trying.  Acoustics in the room are just right I guess.  Well, my point is.  I'm quiet...sort of.

When I was young, elementary young, I was a good girl.  I did as I was told, I learned, I played nicely.  I liked to listen to the adults talk and tell stories.  Sometimes I did something wrong, but for the most part a good girl.  Do you ever wonder want happens if that sort of thing goes on to long?  Doing the good girl thing?  Well, it's like a spirally curl that when pulled goes strait...until you reach the end.  Then it springs back to it's original position.  Satisfied and right in the world.  All goes back to normal for a while.

A good girl I believe is like that curl.  She can go months and months without ever intending to do anything wrong.  Bad is the wrong word to use.  Bad to me implies things like stealing.  This could happen, but what I'm getting at is simply the passion the pours out at that precise moment.  When she does something completely out of character.  Or it appears out of character to the untrained eye.  Really this is her character.  She has a fire in her that is stored up and saved for when she really needs it.  When she is young, good girl doesn't know what it is or how to use it.  It just belts out like a jack in the box.  It startles her.  It startles everyone.  As she grows she learns about it.  She uses it for strength, motivation, and for standing up for what is right.

It takes a while for all this to accumulate into understanding though.  She is often an adult before she can fully utilize it.  For now though, she might yell when normally she is very tolerant, she will snap at her friend and they look at her like she has just grown horns.  They don't understand what just happened.  But that's okay, neither does the girl.  She will say sorry after a while, say she didn't mean it.  All goes back to sunshine and roses.

This is just a small look into the good quiet girl.  You should never label her, she will resist it, she will be what she wants to be, not what you think she is or should be.  In fact we all seem to label everything and most things get labeled incorrectly.  For an object this is not so bad.  For a good quiet girl it is like purposefully pulling on that curl and releasing just to see what will happen.  It's just plain rude.  Once she has learned control, usually with age, she prides herself on not reacting.  You'll be ignored.  She doesn't like mind games.

The best part about this quiet good girl is her loyalty.  Once she determines who is a good friend.  She will stick by them fiercely.  There won't be an end.  You do something wrong, anything.  She'll still be there.  She'll never turn you away.  You won't be babied, you might get teased, if you need to fall to learn something, she might let it happen, but she'll be there.