Learning the Change Cycle or just plain old fashioned humour?
Normally I prefer to dress simply and unassumingly, but recently I have had a passion for spice, a passion for change. One afternoon on a family shopping trip to Morrisons I wore my new brightly coloured checked blue shirt. I felt the business as I swaggered through the revolving doors and onto the stage of Morrisons shop floor.
We slowly made our way towards the apples and pears, when suddenly my eldest piped up, ‘Look dad, your shirts the same style�as the Fresh Fish tiles’ (Blue and white check).
My youngest suddenly got an excited look on her face then jumped up and down pointing to my shirt then to the tiles,’Aaaagh, Fresh Fish, Fresh Fish, Daddy you’re fresh fish’ she laughed out loud.
All thoughts of being cool and somewhat stylish immediately sprang from my mind as I wished the ground to swallow me up as the other customers stared in my direction giggling/smiling and laughing at my current state of affairs.
I quickly turned to carry on with the shopping, when my eldest piped up quietly, ‘Frish’
My youngest’s ears pricked up like a fox hearing a rabbit in the fields, ‘What was that? Frish?’
‘Yeh, short for Fresh Fish’ smirked my eldest.
My youngest burst out into fits of laughter whilst calling out ‘Frish, Frish, Daddy is a Frish’
Kids, you gotta love ’em.
Joking aside, I am only too aware that kids could teach adults an awful lot about how to deal with change, often with humour and sometimes with a cursory statement, but deal with it they do and strength of leadership they exude.
In my culture I am seeking to be able to embrace ‘Change’ in any facet and lead myself through the change, a stage at a time. If you know yourself then not a hundred horses can trample your resolve to remain true to yourself.