Icebreaker

She tells us to close our eyes and imagine

“If you were stranded on a deserted island….”

Our minds instinctively finish the question

One we’ve all hear time and again

After answering we share with those closest to us

The most extroverted speaks first

The talkative students go next

Then the more introverted ones

And finally

Me

The thought of changing my answer to fit the molds created by them occurs to me but I resist

Before speaking I think of their responses

Sunscreen, A knife, A boat, Granola, Water, Family dog, Volleyball

The list goes on from practical to humorous

After a deep breath, I say

“My memory box”

A few blank stares meet my eyes and I explain, trying not to be too serious

“The box holds my heart- my entire life encased in wood”

Without it, I would lose myself to the isolation