When I was on my trip I had an opportunity to spend a lot of quality time with family members I normally only see maybe 1-2 times a month. It was pleasant being able to finally be old enough to talk as an adult, among adults. While talking with one particular uncle, he commented that as a child I was incredibly selfish and that I wasn’t willing to share anything. He compared my brother and I (constantly fighting) with his brother and him (hardly ever fighting). I got a little peeved about the conversation, because I honestly can’t un-do my childhood, and I certainly do not consider my self selfish now.
Both my parents, and my whole family were very generous. Everyone stressed sharing and generosity to me. So why was I selfish?
All I can say about the whole thing was that I guess I didn’t really get the concept of sharing for a long time. Maybe I was mentally deficient or something Or perhaps other children helped create the selfishness problem. Or maybe my parents childrearing skills were not as great as I thought?