Tell me...

Tell me...when you were a child, did you think about what you would do if Naz!s came for you?

Or what you would do if Naz!s returned and tried to take your family & neighbours?

I'm trying to remember how old I was when I first started having these thoughts.

It's as if they have always been part of my DNA.

I can't even remember how I first heard about having to hide from Naz!s.

But I know those stories shaped me.

And I deeeeeeeply knew that if there was ever an opportunity to fight "naz!s"...I wouldn't be a bystander.

No matter what the cost.

I would do whatever it took to protect lives. Not just my family, but my neighbours and anyone else who was at risk.

Of course I could NEVER have imagined that once I was grown up I would have this opportunity.

And what's especially wild is that mostly I can do it on a hand-held device!!!

I used to imagine having to hide in attics or basements or cold forests...

I heard that newspapers were a great way to keep warm so I planned on always having some ready in case I needed a quick escape.

But no, "protecting innocent lives" can amazingly be done without leaving home and lugging heavy newspapers through damp forests.

The "battle" is online.

Little Veronica would probably have been horrified at how lazy that seems. Where's the risk? Where's the sacrifice?

I often get told how brave I am...and it always surprises me...

I don't feel brave.

Because bravery requires leaving our comfort zone. And almost everything I do, is while I'm safely tucked away.

And bravery requires a choice...and for whatever reason that doesn't factor in for me. I'm literally COMPELLED to speak up when there's injustice.

But yes...back to my question. Did you grow up thinking about this?

#memories

#childhood

#girl

#neveragain