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Of course, these aren’t gigantic issues that I         “Oh, I’m struggling with several first world
      should go to war over. But when they all stack up  problems right now.”

      within 24 hours...it makes for a very unsatisfying
      day. I can feel my resilience slipping. I can feel        “What’s a first world problem?” (His family
      the post-holiday blues becoming black & blue as  is from Egypt.)
      a bad attitude spreads through me like a bruise.

      My outlook turns dark, my smile evaporates                So, I told him. And then I told him what my
      (though it is a mirage anyway), and I start making  problems were—and then remembered hating
      excuses to miss my Toastmasters meetings.              it when volunteers did that to me (ah, totally
         When I was doing time in prison, I hated it  stepped in it!).

      when volunteers from the outside would come
      in and complain about their lives.                        “Uh, sorry about that . . . I don’t need to unload
         “Really, you are going to come into prison and  on you . .   in here.”
      complain about too many emails, office politics,          “No problem, I get it.” He told me about the

      and how you wish you didn’t have so many  two times he’d gone to Egypt and how he never
      distractions? Do you realize where you are?”           wants to live there because of the conditions in
         I was very dismissive of complainers. Now  the cities. “I mean, I really landed on my feet
      that I am on the outside I have empathy for  here. I could have been in prison in a much

      those volunteers and their first world problems... worse place…”
      because I have them now!
         Last night I went to the monthly Capital               “Like Texas?”
      Toastmasters meeting at Oregon State

      Penitentiary. I didn’t want to go—I was in a              “...no, like Egypt or Turkey.”
      bad mood all the way to Salem. Once inside,
      the meeting was delayed because of a slow line            “Oh, yeah . . . not good . . . though I’ve never been
      movement. I took the opportunity to talk with  there.”

      Farouk, a club member.
                                                                We talked for 20 minutes—both of us
         “Thanks for coming,” he said. “How are you  laughing at my first world problems—and I
      doing?”                                                felt much better. By the end of the meeting I




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