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"Marker Events" in your life
I am taking my very first ethics class which I find so interesting to the point where I am sad when class is over !!!
We were discussing Paul Philibert's theories about "marker events", how these events throughout a lifetime shape how we behave, and help us to revaluate our values and morals. These "marker events" could be a death of someone you know, or just a general event.
So here is mine....When I was 6, my cousin was visiting and he was always such a handful, always getting in trouble and stuff. So my younger brother, my cousin and I were playing and I slammed the door and accidentally cut my younger brothers finger off, it was hanging by a piece of skin !!! So my parents came running upstairs and immediately put the blame on my cousin and didn't even ask us what happened. I just sat there and didn't fess up to what has happened. It was a huge deal and my younger cousin really got in trouble. I repressed this memory and only recently remembered it, and confessed immediately to my family.
Anyway since that day, I have always taken responsibility for my actions, always. I hope everyone thinks this is as interesting as I do.......
Anyone else have any "marker events" that they remember???????
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| Originally posted by PartEgurl I am taking my very first ethics class which I find so interesting to the point where I am sad when class is over !!! We were discussing Paul Philibert's theories about "marker events", how these events throughout a lifetime shape how we behave, and help us to revaluate our values and morals. These "marker events" could be a death of someone you know, or just a general event. So here is mine....When I was 6, my cousin was visiting and he was always such a handful, always getting in trouble and stuff. So my younger brother, my cousin and I were playing and I slammed the door and accidentally cut my younger brothers finger off, it was hanging by a piece of skin !!! So my parents came running upstairs and immediately put the blame on my cousin and didn't even ask us what happened. I just sat there and didn't fess up to what has happened. It was a huge deal and my younger cousin really got in trouble. I repressed this memory and only recently remembered it, and confessed immediately to my family. Anyway since that day, I have always taken responsibility for my actions, always. I hope everyone thinks this is as interesting as I do....... Anyone else have any "marker events" that they remember??????? |
Mine just came recently - And oh man, never will I forget it.
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| Originally posted by Jer. Mine just came recently - And oh man, never will I forget it. |
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| Originally posted by Jer. Mine just came recently - And oh man, never will I forget it. |
I really enjoyed my ethics classes as well! I wish I had stayed in that program...I only had the opportunity to take an intro ethics course followed by business ethics and media ethics.
Anyhow, the only event that comes to mind is when my parents moved my whole family from a small town in N.S. to Newmarket, ON when I was 15. Changed my entire direction in life, though I didn't realize it at the time.
when i was 3 or 4, i was at a swimming lesson and we were lined up for an elephant slide (the hilight of my week). the girl in front of me was my best friend at the time. she went a few steps up the slide and her ass was in front of my face. i have no idea why, but i bit it, very hard. she started screaming and her mom came running, and made a big scene. my parents were wicked pissed at me, i remember being in terror as they yelled at me asking wtf I was thinking, they told me later that all i could say was 'i was pretending to be a crocodile'. i had to apologize and buy her a present and everything
When I was 3 my parents split up. I was old enough to understand the emotion involved but not old enough to understand the meaning. For years the memories were repressed but I would have nightmares. In the nightmare I would hear people yelling but had no clue what they were yelling, but i knew it hurt me really bad.
Today I wonder why I am drawn to the "underdog". If someone is upset I want them to be better. If someone is hurting I want to cure them. I feel my empathy is directly related to that "marker event".
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| Originally posted by lopi Funny how you have time to be posting on TA but you can't get your ass to work... That's my marker event. |
well... my negative marker events could be summarized as facing death/bodily harm many times.
Age 5: put a paperclip into an electric socket at church. zaaaaap
age 6: leaving a chinese restaurant, i was the first to push the door to leave. it was heavy and was stuck. when i finally budged it, it bounced back on me and the corner of the door handle slammed into my eye socket, but missing my eyeball if that makes sense. (like it hit right into the corner, just mm away from going blind. i have the scar to prove it)
age 6: hospitalized for salmonella. was in there for 2 weeks
age 11: went for surgery for enlarged lymph nodes in my neck in fear of cancer. (found it was nothing). i still have the occasional flare up
age 14: had an allergic reaction to an unknown substance. my body was covered in hives (including my feet, so i was unable to walk). while in the hospital my throat closed up and i was unable to breath for a few seconds while the doctors gave me adrenaline
something happened between these two but i cant seem to recall it for some reason
age 19: probably my cloest to death experience. while coming back from panama city on the coach bus from spring break, our bus got in an accident. around 430am, a truck tire from an 18-wheeler flew into the driver's windshield cracking it from top to bottom, the bus lost control sliding into the ditch rolling from one side of the highway to the next and back again. all the overhead compartments emptied out, my friend sitting next to me hit the window so hard that he cracked it. apparently when he woke up, i was on the ceiling. i had a concussion, bruised knee caps, and a sprained back. ended up in the hospital as i counted probably around 12 ambulances, 10 cop cars, 10 fire trucks came to our rescue in columbus. good times for sure, esp the $1000 hospital bill that came with it.
good times. what doesnt kill u makes u stronger
recently it was my trip back to syria for the first time in 19 years... oh man it changed my perspective on many many things, as an added bonus, i wanted to check the house where i grew up, and it was just demolished
then I walked to the school i was going to and it too was demolished and rebuilt
The two places where I had the most memories from when i was kid were gone
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| Originally posted by Djsketchbag OESC NATZI!!! <3 !! |
Sounds cliche, but joining TA when I was 16 is definitely one of them.
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| Originally posted by DaRoZa when i was 3 or 4, i was at a swimming lesson and we were lined up for an elephant slide (the hilight of my week). the girl in front of me was my best friend at the time. she went a few steps up the slide and her ass was in front of my face. i have no idea why, but i bit it, very hard. she started screaming and her mom came running, and made a big scene. my parents were wicked pissed at me, i remember being in terror as they yelled at me asking wtf I was thinking, they told me later that all i could say was 'i was pretending to be a crocodile'. i had to apologize and buy her a present and everything |
When I was 17 my parents divorced.
It was then I realized my worst fears can come true.
When I was 18 I lost my virginity.
It was then I realized my dreams can come true.
When I was 22 I went to my first party.
It was then I knew what I wanted to do with the rest of my life.
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| Originally posted by Skipper I really enjoyed my ethics classes as well! I wish I had stayed in that program...I only had the opportunity to take an intro ethics course followed by business ethics and media ethics. Anyhow, the only event that comes to mind is when my parents moved my whole family from a small town in N.S. to Newmarket, ON when I was 15. Changed my entire direction in life, though I didn't realize it at the time. |
A huge marker event for me was visiting Europe with friends/TAs in 2004. Changed my life. Opened my eyes as to how people in other cultures live and can learn to live with other people (even for a temporary period of time). Not to mention the parties!! 
There are some huge markers that have yet to happen though.
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| Originally posted by Skipper Anyhow, the only event that comes to mind is when my parents moved my whole family from a small town in N.S. to Newmarket, ON when I was 15. |
Literally about a week or so ago, i UNDERSTOOD the concept of nothing. i heard about it but didn't understand anything pertaining to it. but now i know(and am still learning)..... its the greatest feeling ever
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| Originally posted by PartEgurl I am taking my very first ethics class which I find so interesting to the point where I am sad when class is over !!! |
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| Originally posted by The Highroller Sounds cliche, but joining TA when I was 16 is definitely one of them. |
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| Originally posted by Jem_hadar Great topic!! I felt the same away about my business ethics class I took at UW. Fucking LOVED it. I wanna take another one... way to go and remind me girl!! |
One of my marker events was when I had an accident that caused me to lose a good chunk of my memory. I was forced to build up a new person cuz the old one was kinda gone. I still remember bits and pieces but my memory from childhood to 14 is pretty much gone.
But from what I do remember, I like who I am now better than who I was before.
Joining TA is another marker event.
signing my first 13yr contract with the military.
becoming a rez DJ at an afterhrs club.
Dreams Do Come True If You Want Them Bad Enough...Just Gotta Work At It.
Not the biggest marker point, and not the only, but one that is very obvious and pertinent to my personality.
Before grade 6, I was the quietest, shyest little girl you could ever meet. I was soft spoken, and made every attempt to be out of the attention of anyone around me. I would even hide behind my mother like a scared puppy.
But when I got to grade 6, I had an experience that completely changed that.
I was sitting at my desk in class, listening to the teacher, when she called on me to answer a question. I passively replied in a low, soft whisper. The teacher asked me to repeat myself about 3 times, at which point... she snapped.
"HOW IN THE WORLD DO YOU THINK ANYONE CAN HEAR YOU WHEN YOU WHISPER LIKE THAT ALL THE TIME?? WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO? BE A LITTLE GHOST?? SPEAK UP SO WE CAN HEAR YOU!! I AM SICK AND TIRED OF ASKING YOU TO REPEAT YOURSELF"
She continued to rip into me, and bellow at me for being too quiet and trying to hide myself in the corner. She made me the center of attention. Everyone was staring at me, and everyone was now expecting me to speak up and repeat what I had said for everyone to hear.
After that day, I retreated from my passive, quiet, shy self and become louder, and more out-spoken. I decided that there was no shame in being heard. It only progressed from there.
I have since received 2 awards for public speaking, and am often thought of as the bold and brave "social butterfly"; often loud, and not a bashful drop of blood left in me.
Even to this day, I still don't know whether I resent what she did, or if I am grateful.
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