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sHAnnon norris continuEd<br />

we can take action on how we treat other<br />

people.<br />

Who all is from a small town? I grew<br />

up in the booming metropolis of Cliff, New<br />

Mexico, where the number of cattle far<br />

exceeds the number of people and the<br />

only time we have a traffic jam is during<br />

the rodeo at the fairgrounds. My junior<br />

year, some of my classmates and I qualified<br />

to compete at a national business<br />

conference in New York City. What a perfect<br />

opportunity to show those city boys<br />

just how a country girl can survive!<br />

Conquering the elements of the concrete<br />

jungle started during our day tour of<br />

the city. Grouped together were the girls<br />

and I, some pretty good-looking gentlemen,<br />

millions of tourists, my teacher, and<br />

our chaperone… my mother. Now, as if<br />

having your mom tag along doesn’t scream<br />

“cool” by itself, try getting her to keep the<br />

same pace as the rest of the group. Way<br />

ahead were my classmates, bringing up<br />

the rear was my mom …and I was stuck<br />

in the middle. I was so frustrated! I wanted<br />

to be cool enough to walk with the other<br />

students and not have to worry about my<br />

mom. I wanted my friends to know that I<br />

was mature and that I didn’t need a babysitter.<br />

All day I had been telling my mom to<br />

move a little faster so it would be less obvious<br />

that she was holding us up.<br />

Who all is from a small town? I grew<br />

up in the booming metropolis of Cliff, New<br />

Mexico, where the number of cattle far<br />

exceeds the number of people and the<br />

only time we have a traffic jam is during<br />

the rodeo at the fairgrounds. My junior<br />

year, some of my classmates and I qualified<br />

to compete at a national business<br />

conference in New York City. What a perfect<br />

opportunity to show those city boys<br />

just how a country girl can survive!<br />

Conquering the elements of the concrete<br />

jungle started during our day tour of<br />

the city. Grouped together were the girls<br />

and I, some pretty good-looking gentlemen,<br />

millions of tourists, my teacher, and<br />

our chaperone… my mother. Now, as if<br />

having your mom tag along doesn’t scream<br />

“cool” by itself, try getting her to keep the<br />

same pace as the rest of the group. Way<br />

ahead were my classmates, bringing up<br />

the rear was my mom …and I was stuck<br />

in the middle. I was so frustrated! I wanted<br />

to be cool enough to walk with the other<br />

students and not have to worry about my<br />

mom. I wanted my friends to know that I<br />

was mature and that I didn’t need a babysitter.<br />

All day I had been telling my mom to<br />

move a little faster so it would be less obvious<br />

that she was holding us up.<br />

Even in the middle of millions of<br />

people, for the next few moments, I stood<br />

there alone as I watched the slow tears<br />

run down my sweet little mom’s face. To<br />

this day, the simple words, “I can’t” will<br />

never leave my mind.<br />

About one year prior to that moment,<br />

my mother had been diagnosed with Parkinson’s<br />

disease. A woman that was once<br />

physically and mentally strong enough to<br />

do anything now struggled with simple<br />

movements, such as keeping the same<br />

pace as a group of high school students.<br />

At that moment, I didn’t control my attitude.<br />

It controlled me. I made a decision<br />

to let my anger and self-pity for not being<br />

with the rest of the group overpower my<br />

relationship with one of the people that I<br />

love the most in this world.<br />

Think back to a time when you have<br />

allowed your emotions to determine your<br />

actions. When was the last time you<br />

snapped at your parents? Our attitude<br />

determines how we treat other people.<br />

We control it. And it’s not just a one-time<br />

decision. Meaning that if we mess up and<br />

do something wrong or say something<br />

we don’t mean to say, we can fix it if we<br />

decide to.<br />

Close your eyes. Picture someone that<br />

you really care about. If today was your<br />

last day, how would you treat that person?<br />

Now, look at the people sitting next to<br />

you, and ask this question, “What if today<br />

was their last day?” We have a decision<br />

to make. When we leave this arena, what<br />

action will we take to improve? Try inviting<br />

someone that doesn’t fit in to come join<br />

your friends. Call your parents and tell them<br />

that you love them. Listen to your grandparent’s<br />

stories. Don’t leave convention<br />

as the same person you were when you<br />

came… Are you taking actions that help<br />

make others better? Check yes or no.<br />

46 Believe <strong>Proceedings</strong> <strong>2011</strong><br />

Will you give up? Will you try to make<br />

a change?<br />

It’s up to you.<br />

Just choose to be the best you that<br />

you can be,<br />

Check your attitude,<br />

Is it one that you are proud of, check<br />

yes or no?<br />

We may not be able to control what<br />

happens to us, but we can control how<br />

we respond to it… just like Brittany did.<br />

We all know we should live with a good<br />

attitude… we all know that our attitudes<br />

influence our actions… this isn’t new information…<br />

so why do we still have trouble?<br />

Will you give up or get better? Decide.<br />

Regardless of whether we are from<br />

a small town, big city, the coast or the<br />

Midwest, quit making excuses… decide<br />

to make a change! Our attitudes are not<br />

a decision that we only ask ourselves<br />

every month, every week, or every day…<br />

it is a decision that we constantly have to<br />

evaluate. Doesn’t mean that it is an easy<br />

decision… doesn’t mean that every time<br />

we make a choice, that we are going to<br />

be perfect. Each decision does not define<br />

us, but we can define each moment if we<br />

choose. Take action.<br />

Perform an attitude checkup... Are<br />

you making the decision to control your<br />

attitude? Check yes or no. Are you taking<br />

action on treating others like today could<br />

be their last day? Yes or no? Live confident<br />

that you managed what you did have<br />

control over… your attitude. Is it one that<br />

you are proud of? Yes or no?

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