Kelsy and the Geek
November 24, 2009
My house has caught fire and is burning down at a rapid pace (hypothetically speaking). I have seconds to escape, but what do I grab on my way out? The Geek.
Some might choose something of monetary value to save, but not me. I choose the tattered piece of pink cloth that I received at birth.
Little did Grandma know that the blanket she quilted would continue with me beyond my toddler years and into my adolescence.
Geeky and I have had some trying times in the past 17 years. It has been left behind in a hotel room during a road trip, hidden by family members for practical jokes, and has been re-sewn more than a few times.
But the remnants of my blanket have also soaked up my tears and even my blood from a skinned knee or two along the way.
Whatever the experience has been, my Geek has always been there with me.
It is nearly impossible to find pictures of me from my childhood without my blanket somewhere in the frame.
Even today, my blanket accompanies me to sleepovers as well as the occasional early morning drive to school.
Some might be embarrassed to publicly declare their attachment to a baby blanket, but I embrace it. Just the smell of my blanket is enough to lift my spirits.
Although this might make me more than a little biased, I suspect that most teens have some sort of security object. Whether it is a blanket, a stuffed animal, or a pillow, these items can all provide a sense of comfort.
But with college approaching, it is harder to hide your quirks. Does this mean a time comes when we need to let go?
Some people have varying opinions on the matter, but I personally will be taking my Geek with me on my collegiate adventures. It’s a wild world out there and I do not want to be caught in it without my blanket.
Kelsy Ensign, Opinions Editor
