One of our group’s members, who taught special ed for two decades, brought in a poem by anonymous about being who you are and proud of it, though it started each element with the negative.

The first few lines were:

If you can’t be a tree on the top of the hill

Be a shrub in the valley, but be

The best little shrub on the side of the hill.

Be a bush if you can’t be a tree. 

Write about how you go about being yourself and what attitude or perspective is required to accomplish this .