I have two kids. A son 15 and a daughter 11. I don't consider myself to be an exceptional parent - but neither do I consider myself bad. My son is a pretty good kid, 1st 15, studies well, relatively quiet ('cept when fighting with his sister) and I'm pretty happy with him. My daughter is my baby - but I don't spoil her *tui moment*
Anyway it's hard to know what they're thinking sometimes so when my son gave me the following text to proof read - I was blown away!
"Father Bear
I walk off the field and see him from afar. He sticks out like a sore thumb in the crowd. I slowly walk towards him, waiting for a reaction.
This big grizzly figure starts to walk towards me. His shoulders broad, his wide arms, and his large paws. The only thing that isn't bear-like about him is his head - it's bald. As a matter of fact, he doesn't seem too hairy at all. As he gets closer he seems to get taller like a bear slowly standing from all four paws to only two. His coat covers him, smooth and luminous.
I stand still. My palms sweat and my mouth dries up. Closer, closer he comes as I stand there in awe. I start to shake and quiver, next thing I know, I have a pool of water under one arm and another pool under the other. I see his face, a slight smirk, it makes me think he's either ready to pounce and go for the kill or if he's ready to give me a big bear hug - either way I'll still get crushed.
I go down upon my knee and remove my boots. As I stand up with my boots in hand he stand, right in front of me. A six foot four giant looking over me. My eyes widen and look up, they are as wide as a cat's eyes in the dark. I wait to see what he does.
His arms open and reach around my body, squeezing the air out of me. I catch a whiff of his rugged aroma. He finally releases me, letting suck some air in.
"Bloody good game mate." the words he growls so deep in his voice. At times he scares me with his strength, size and emotion. Behind it all though, I know, he's just a big teddy bear."
I just do what I do, trying not to make too many mistakes. I don't take the credit for their successes. Anyone else have the same sort of thing happen with their kids - read something they've written or hear them talking about you and think "F*ck I wish I was as good as that". It's pretty humbling when ya find out who they're talking about.
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Originally Posted by Colapop
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