Jan and I went to San Diego the week of March 28 for a much needed and long overdue vacation to spend with Patrick, Deanna and their daughter Alyssa. I was hoping to spend as much time as Patrick could afford advising me on my keynote performance. Patrick and Deanna are very successful speakers. They are successful to me because I have always felt that their hearts were the engines behind their messages. Patrick is also doing a one-man show called Man 1 Bank 0 that is getting rave reviews and praises in the U.S. and Canada
Upon arriving at their place, we met Sonia, their housemate. Sonia had emailed many months earlier inquiring about my digital storytelling workshops. At the time, I commented that I would look forward to meeting her when we arrived. No big deal, because we met her within the first hour of being there. Sonia and I exchanged hellos with the hopes of spending more time later.
Little did I know that the later would be that same day. On our way back from lunch with Patrick and Deanna we saw Sonia across the street. We waved and as we were crossing the intersection she said she was going to lunch. I suddenly did a 180 and said, "I'm going with her."
Minutes later, Sonia and I were talking over her bowl of soup at a local Greek restaurant. We shared and talked like we had been friends for years. When I told her about my story about going from invisible to visible, she asked if I would be interested in coming to her class. I would later find out that she taught Speech and Communications classes around the local city colleges. Days later she told me that I grimaced slightly, hesitated, and then said ,"Yes." That is one of my mantras about going from invisible to visible, "just say yes." Inside I was excited at the prospects of being able to see if others had felt invisible, too.
To my surprise and excitement, she offered me an opportunity to speak to two classes. There was one that night, on Monday, and the other on Wednesday. At the time we agreed that I would probably have about 20 minutes and that I could just ask them if they had ever felt invisible. That sounded simple enough, so sure, why not?
Jan and I arrived there about the time that she had asked. There were about 10 students. It was the most diverse class I had ever attended; a few were even in their traditional ethnic clothing. My plans were to talk for a few minutes, then ask them for their stories. When I arrived, Sonia had much bigger plans for me. She said we had about 45 minutes and that she had told the students that one of the things about being a good communicator is vulnerability. I had about 5 minutes to organize my thoughts (a great exercise by itself) about what I would say, how much I would say, and where I wanted to take the discussion.
I don't remember everything that I said, but I do remember the highlights of what they shared. The first student, a young woman spoke about how her sister was invisible because she did most of the talking for her. But, when her sister learned to play the piano, she developed her confidence and is very much outgoing today.
Another woman spoke about how she was like the other woman's sister, she was the invisible one. She spoke about how she remembered standing by the television asking her father questions without getting a reply. She was taking the communication class to help her overcome her communication apprehension.
A young man then spoke about how he was always put down until he went into the Navy where he became visible and has developed the confidence to speak up.
An even younger man spoke about being from the ghetto and how his friends tell him not to listen to his mom so much. He spoke about how he felt he was being invisible about the love and respect he had towards his mother around his friends.
Finally, a mother spoke about how both of her daughters had the same art teacher. One of the daughters was praised by the art teacher in front of the other daughter. The mother sensed her daughter becoming invisible and later gave her the encouragement that she deserved, too.
All these stories gave me even more encouragement to share my own story. Thank you, Sonia. Thank you to all the students who had the courage to be more visible about their stories about being invisible.