Boundin. (Re-post, but for good reason)

Narrator:
Here's a story on how strange is life with its changes and it happened not long ago.

On a high mountain plain where the sagebrush arranges a playground south of the snow, lived a lamb with a coat of remarkable sheen.

It would glint in the sunlight all sparkly and clean, such a source of great pride that it caused him to preen.

And he'd break out in high-steppin' dance.

He would dance for his neighbors across the way.

I must say that they found his dancin' enhancin', for they'd also join in the play.

PAUSE

Then one day...

*the lamb gets shaved, for his wool*

PAUSE

Then a-boundin' up the slope, came a great American Jackalope,
This sage of the sage, this rare hare of hope,
caused to pause and check out the lamb.

Jackalope
Hey, kid, why the mope?

Lamb
I used to be something, all covered with fluff, and I'd dance in the sunlight and show off my stuff. Then they hauled me away in a manner quite rough and sheared me and dumped me back here in the buff.

And if that's not enough, now my friends all laugh at me ‘cause they think I look ridiculous, funny and pink.

Narrator
Pink? Pink? Well, what's wrong with Pink? Seems you've got a pink kink in your think.
Does it matter what color? Well, that gets a nope, be it pink , purple or heliotrope.
Now sometimes you're up and sometimes you're down. When you find that you're down , well, just look around, you still got a body, good legs and fine feet, get your head in the right place and, hey, you're complete. Now as for the dancin', you can do more.
You can reach great heights in fact you can soar.
You just get a leg up and you slap it on down, and you'll find you're up in what's called "a bound." Bound, bound and rebound.

Bound and you're up right next to the sky.
And I think you can do it if you give it a try.
First, get a leg up, slap it on down.

PAUSE

So, every year, along about May, they'd load him up and haul him away.
And they'd shave him and dump him all naked and bare.
He learned to live with it, he didn't care.

He'd just bound, bound, bound and rebound.

Now in this world of ups and downs...

...so nice to know there are Jackalopes around.


the Asserter
you chose AY - your Enneagram type is EIGHT.

"I must be strong"

Asserters are direct, self-reliant, self-confident, and protective.

How to Get Along with Me

Stand up for yourself... and me.
Be confident, strong, and direct.
Don't gossip about me or betray my trust.
Be vulnerable and share your feelings. See and acknowledge my tender, vulnerable side.
Give me space to be alone.
Acknowledge the contributions I make, but don't flatter me.
I often speak in an assertive way. Don't automatically assume it's a personal attack.
When I scream, curse, and stomp around, try to remember that's just the way I am.
What I Like About Being a Eight

being independent and self-reliant
being able to take charge and meet challenges head on
being courageous, straightforward, and honest
getting all the enjoyment I can out of life
supporting, empowering, and protecting those close to me
upholding just causes
What's Hard About Being a Eight

overwhelming people with my bluntness; scaring them away when I don't intend to
being restless and impatient with others' incompetence
sticking my neck out for people and receiving no appreciation for it
never forgetting injuries or injustices
putting too much pressure on myself
getting high blood pressure when people don't obey the rules or when things don't go right
Eights as Children Often

are independent; have an inner strength and a fighting spirit
are sometimes loners
seize control so they won't be controlled
fugure out others' weaknesses
attack verbally or physically when provoked
take charge in the family because they perceive themselves as the strongest, or grow up in difficult or abusive surroundings
Eights as Parents

are often loyal, caring, involved, and devoted
are sometimes overprotective
can be demanding, controlling, and rigid