I noticed early on that I didn’t fit in and was astonished to realise I had nothing in common with them, apart from the birth thing.
Now, I’m pretty certain I wasn’t adopted. First of all, Greeks aren’t the adopting type; and second, my relatives constantly remind me that I look like and carry not only my paternal grandmother’s name, but also her personality traits.
According to various online dictionaries, this idiom refers to:
• An odd or disreputable member of a family
• A person not living according to family rules or customs
• A worthless or disgraced family member
I guess it depends on your definition of odd or disreputable, although I readily admit I’m not one to follow family rules or expectations. And despite my rebellious behaviour, I haven’t really done anything that could be labelled disgraceful (if you exclude leaving home before marriage, not being married and not having children).
But why the black sheep reference?
It isn't entirely clear why black sheep were selected to symbolize worthlessness. Possibly it’s just the linking of black things with bad things. It may also be because shepherds disliked black sheep as their fleeces weren't suitable for dying and so were worth less than those of white sheep.
However, that idea is refuted by this well-known nursery rhyme:
Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full!
One for the master, one for the dame,
And one for the little boy who lives down the lane.
Isn’t it amazing how a Google search can lead you astray from your original ponderings? (Yes, that’s a real word – I checked it in the dictionary).
Interesting facts about black
• A black cat crossing your path is considered bad luck in many cultures
• Black is associated with sophistication and power; think: tuxedos, little black dress, limousines and judge's robes
• Musicians in an orchestra pit often wear black, so they don’t draw attention away from the stage performers.
Source: Sensational Color
Here are a few more expressions:
• Black comedy: creating comedy out of a tragic event or situation
• Blackball: voting against someone in a secret manner to prevent them from becoming a member of a club
• Blackmail: to demand payment or action by means of a threat
• Black day: a bad day; symbolizes a tragic event, such as black Tuesday or black Friday.
Err, yes, my journalistic research instincts got carried away!
Wool, sheep and black cats aside, I’ve pondered for many years about why I ended up with this particular family.
I subscribe to the spiritual belief that we choose our families before birth, which means I didn’t arrive by accident. (I’m not here to argue this point; you either believe it or you don’t, in which case we’ll agree to disagree).
Possible reasons for this choice include:
• I didn’t think it through properly
• I like a challenge
• It was Plan B
Nonetheless, looking back over my life I can see how my family circumstances moulded me into the person I am today. If I’d had a cosy, loving and supportive home life as a child I wouldn’t have embarked on my journey of discovery. I probably wouldn’t be living here on the Sunshine Coast, either.
I needed to be the black sheep rebel to forge my own path and destiny. As the first born child, I was inevitably the trail blazer; it was in my genes, in my karma and my astrology chart.
Psychiatrist Alfred Adler believed that birth order affects personality. As the firstborn, I therefore had a choice to be strong willed and independent or a compliant people-pleaser. Can you guess which one I chose?
Attributes of the first born child:
• Natural leader/bossy (I can’t argue with that one - tick)
• Achiever/perfectionist (tick)
• Studious/conscientious (tick)
• Serious/solitary (tick)
• Teacher/nurturer (tick)
These children often develop a diverse vocabulary at an early age, are independent, strong-willed and able to adapt easily to many situations. First born children are known to be highly organized and are often excellent leaders, pursuing careers in education, entertainment, politics (blah!) and entrepreneurship (double blah!).
This got me thinking: are first born children naturally the rebel or black sheep of the family?
Apparently not; another Google search revealed that it’s often the middle children who are the rebels, although last born children can also have these tendencies in an attempt to get attention.
But not so in our family. As the bossy boots, I claimed the independent rebel label as my cause, which wasn’t open for negotiation with my two brothers. After all, I was here first.
Are you the black sheep of your family?