To: Hope who wrote (44839 ) 6/14/1999 8:40:00 AM From: William Brotherson Respond to of 50264
Good Morning Everyone, Hope, I do not or at least hope not think anyone took offense. The shear homeyness of this thread is what draws alot of new people. I was talked about over a year ago, when someone new asks about DGIV they will be shown where to get what they want, then come back and goof around with the rest of us. Just don't start thinking that your opinion is not cared about or valid, just because it is not agreed with. Your personal opinion is very important!!!!!!! Now on to todays story, I picked it because I wondered what might be if I had never told my children "Dont be silly, you cannot do that" , or if that were never said to me when I wanted to take the old radio apart, or use my Dad's new tools to build a fort. You can't do that, what an ugly sound for a child to hear if it's not life threatening or harmful to them, it's just something that adults don't want to deal with.......Why???? We Never Told Him He Couldn't Do It My son Joey was born with club feet. The doctors assured us that with treatment he would be able to walk normally - but would never run very well. The first three years of his life were spent in surgery, casts and braces. By the time he was eight, you wouldn't know he had a problem when you saw him walk. The children in our neighborhood ran around as most children do during play, and Joey would jump right in and run and play, too. We never told him that he probably wouldn't be able to run as well as the other children. So he didn't know. In seventh grade he decided to go out for the cross- country team. Every day he trained with the team. He worked harder and ran more than any of the others - perhaps he sensed that the abilities that seemed to come naturally to so many others did not come naturally to him. Although the entire team runs, only the top seven runners have the potential to score points for the school. We didn't tell him he probably would never make the team, so he didn't know. He continued to run four to five miles a day, every day - even the day he had a 103-degree fever. I was worried, so I went to look for him after school. I found him running all alone. I asked him how he felt. "Okay," he said. He had two more miles to go. The sweat ran down his face and his eyes were glassy from his fever. Yet he looked straight ahead and kept running. We never told him he couldn't run four miles with a 103-degree fever. So he didn't know. Two weeks later, the names of the team runners were called. Joey was number six on the list. Joey had made the team. He was in seventh grade - the other six team members were all eighth-graders. We never told him he shouldn't expect to make the team. We never told him he couldn't do it. We never told him he couldn't do it...so he didn't know. He just did it. By Kathy Lamancusa I believe I have let my children know too much, shame on me!! Have a great day!! wb