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Sunday, September 12, 2010

Self Defence

This is a true, but very painful story. Not painful for you, but painful for me, even when I think about it. I have 5 children. We have cold winters in Canada. Brrrr !  Have you ever heard about how Canadians whine about the weather in the winter? Hunny, I'm cold ..... cuddle me. Now, you know why I have 5 kids. What the hell. Works for me. 

Anyway, my youngest son who is now well over six feet tall, took the longest time to grow. He sure made up for it. Must be the fertilizer I used. Damn stuff will ' cause anything to grow. I kept hearing about how short he was & how he would never grow, so I got the bright idea when he was about 6 or 7 to teach him how to protect himself against bullies. He was short, skinny & needed guidance . 

Now, I wish I had of done it in another way. Trust me. Here he was, three feet nothing, looking up so high at Dad. I'm sure to him I looked like a tree. I had him stand in front of me. I had decided to teach him martial arts for his own protection. Yeah right. It wasn't that I didn't know what I was doing, it was that I forgot to expect the unexpected.    

He patiently listened to everything I had to say to him. Now, it was his turn to show me in action what I had just showed him how to do. Next thing I knew, I was on the floor. It was a simple frontal kick. The bugger had dropped me. The thing was, he had kicked me in the ....... well, you know. What do I call it? Family jewels, my pride & joy, life line ? What ? 

 There I was, bent over in ....  shall we call it pain. Hell, no. It was worse than that. It was excruciatingly different. What the hell? I looked up, trying to be as calm as I possibly could. Have you ever been in agony & tried to talk while the pain surges through your body ? You end up sounding like Micky Mouse on drugs. "Oh my God Adam, ' ' Why did you do that? " He looked at my with a look of innocence that I had come to know so well & said, " But Daddy, that's as high as I can kick. " 

End of story. 

PS: I'm much better now.    OUCH !!!!

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