Leadership training!

When I was three years old, my parents started to worry about my development. I was taking the steps and growing up like any normal child, except for one major problem: I wasn’t talking. As the youngest girl of two extroverted sisters, talking was never a necessity. All I would have to do is point, and perhaps make some noise to get attention, and my sisters would quickly understand or explain what it was that I wanted to say. My mother breathed a sigh of relief when, one day, I broke out into song, repeatedly quoting the lyrics from the “My Little Pony” movie that I had apparently memorized. I wish I could say that from that ...