Post by grandpalovegood on Oct 16, 2010 22:32:31 GMT -6
Na... I would have loved to go too.. but it was only for the students who earned it.
Just to say something about fears... I know my daughter had a horrible fear of water for most of her younger years. I mean she would litterally scream when I went to wash her hair each night (and it was long hair too.) when she was little... Even though I never put water on her face during rinsing. It seemed like almost over night, she overcame it. She came knocking on the door to get my attention and asked me to watch her swim in our backyard pool.. she went under the water and swam the length of the pool. She was almost nine. Now, it's no big deal for her.
As for heights... She's like her mom. When I was little I never told my mother what I was doing when, I went to hang out with my buddy. I was about nine or ten years old. We'd climb the scaffoling on the side of the six story tall building until the workers would shoo us away. It was a race to see who could get the highest before getting caught. He and I, used to climb up on top of the baseball dugout to dangle our feet where the players were sitting below us could see as they wait their turn to bat. Then I would climbing up on the roof of my friend Tina's house to play tricks on her brother on the other side of the house. Oh and as a teen.. I loved to climb up the Tybee Island lighthouse in Savannah, just to spit off of it into the wind.. watch it travel around the other side. My little brother and I would to that to see if we could hit this rock below or how close to it we could get.
Yep.. My daughter was not even but six when she would climb up on the tire swing and keep climbing up the rope.. She was higher than our house. She would just hang there. Thinking back, I wonder if that was when we took her to the circus for the first time. She may have gotten the idea from the girls there.
Still. she has a better grip than I do because I don't have strength in my fingers.. She could climb down the rope without problems. Well.. this past weekend or so, she went up on the big rides at the fair. Yep she rode the zipper three times and was ready to go again before her daddy said it was time to go. See.. that ride makes him loose his lunch. I'm the one who would yell to go faster when I was on it.
I'd say one of my greatest fears from very early in life was that of spiders. I mean it was a nightmare sort of thing if I saw one that day in my house.. or my room. I learned don't throw a shoe at it because that would only make it run and hide.. still alive and hiding in my room. No way i could sleep in that room until I saw a dead carcus. I over came that fear once I lived out in the country. We found out that our house had a serious infestation of Brown Recluse. We've even had to keep killing black widows around our gas heater outside. Well... It took us a couple of years before we did get that under control.. bug man came once a year to bomb the whole house, inside, underneath and in the attic. Oh then treating the yard. OH that was a must. I remember when we first moved there I loved the fact that I could go barefoot out in the yard.. but then I asked someone why it looked like the ground was moving below the beautiful green.. I looked closer only to notice it was hundreds of thousands of spiders. They were moving away from me whenever I took a step. Oh I love Seven Dust... it took care of that. But living there, has cured me of that fear.. I still don't like them.. but I no longer break out in a sweat, scream and act like some dumb blond and jump up on the furnature yelling for help whenever I see one. It was bad.
So... Erin.. hold out for hope.. Just like my daughter suddenly overcame her fear of water (she's a fish now).. and I am so glad about the spider thing with me... Maybe your son's might not keep this fear too.
Just to say something about fears... I know my daughter had a horrible fear of water for most of her younger years. I mean she would litterally scream when I went to wash her hair each night (and it was long hair too.) when she was little... Even though I never put water on her face during rinsing. It seemed like almost over night, she overcame it. She came knocking on the door to get my attention and asked me to watch her swim in our backyard pool.. she went under the water and swam the length of the pool. She was almost nine. Now, it's no big deal for her.
As for heights... She's like her mom. When I was little I never told my mother what I was doing when, I went to hang out with my buddy. I was about nine or ten years old. We'd climb the scaffoling on the side of the six story tall building until the workers would shoo us away. It was a race to see who could get the highest before getting caught. He and I, used to climb up on top of the baseball dugout to dangle our feet where the players were sitting below us could see as they wait their turn to bat. Then I would climbing up on the roof of my friend Tina's house to play tricks on her brother on the other side of the house. Oh and as a teen.. I loved to climb up the Tybee Island lighthouse in Savannah, just to spit off of it into the wind.. watch it travel around the other side. My little brother and I would to that to see if we could hit this rock below or how close to it we could get.
Yep.. My daughter was not even but six when she would climb up on the tire swing and keep climbing up the rope.. She was higher than our house. She would just hang there. Thinking back, I wonder if that was when we took her to the circus for the first time. She may have gotten the idea from the girls there.
Still. she has a better grip than I do because I don't have strength in my fingers.. She could climb down the rope without problems. Well.. this past weekend or so, she went up on the big rides at the fair. Yep she rode the zipper three times and was ready to go again before her daddy said it was time to go. See.. that ride makes him loose his lunch. I'm the one who would yell to go faster when I was on it. I'd say one of my greatest fears from very early in life was that of spiders. I mean it was a nightmare sort of thing if I saw one that day in my house.. or my room. I learned don't throw a shoe at it because that would only make it run and hide.. still alive and hiding in my room. No way i could sleep in that room until I saw a dead carcus. I over came that fear once I lived out in the country. We found out that our house had a serious infestation of Brown Recluse. We've even had to keep killing black widows around our gas heater outside. Well... It took us a couple of years before we did get that under control.. bug man came once a year to bomb the whole house, inside, underneath and in the attic. Oh then treating the yard. OH that was a must. I remember when we first moved there I loved the fact that I could go barefoot out in the yard.. but then I asked someone why it looked like the ground was moving below the beautiful green.. I looked closer only to notice it was hundreds of thousands of spiders. They were moving away from me whenever I took a step. Oh I love Seven Dust... it took care of that. But living there, has cured me of that fear.. I still don't like them.. but I no longer break out in a sweat, scream and act like some dumb blond and jump up on the furnature yelling for help whenever I see one.
It was bad.So... Erin.. hold out for hope.. Just like my daughter suddenly overcame her fear of water (she's a fish now).. and I am so glad about the spider thing with me... Maybe your son's might not keep this fear too.
i'm glad that you will at least be able to watch the streaming video. that's better than nothing. about you not being able to go, i'm sure your family understands.