A quote: “We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.” ~~ Plato
I’ll start with a story …
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Momma told me “run” and, like we practiced, I went to our hiding space, pulling the door closed behind me and waited. She should come soon and then we’d have apples and honey.
So I waited. Waited. Fell asleep and waited again.
I think I was crying when the door opened, but it wasn’t momma. His voice was soft telling me he was my grandpa. He carried me out and I wondered where my house was. Where all the houses went.
I reached up to wipe the tears from his face. “Where are we going?”
“Far away, dear. Far away.”
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Now, it’s your turn.
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Cameron says: The air was thin and she struggled to breathe. But her dad kept pushing her even farther. “We’ll stop soon,” he promised.
Getting to the top brought her no relief as he marched her down and into a valley. Then he came to a sudden stop.
“Sweetheart, I couldn’t tell you until we were sure about you. Sometimes, it skips a generation but just like your brother, it touched you.”
He pointed at the people that came out of the woods. They looked bestial. Several wolves emerged and he smiled.
“You’re one of us. Time to learn that what means.”
When I was a kid, Dad always was taking us off on vacation to the weirdest places. No, we couldn’t go to Yellowstone and see Old Faithful. We had to go to this place nobody ever heard of and climb trails that took us up and down mountain ridges.
And then came the day when Dad announced that he’d been named Chief of Engineering up at Shepardsport, and we were all going to the Moon. Suddenly my whole life was turned upside down — but I think that all those vacations out in the wilderness did help us get through the rigors of training to come up here and live in this environment so different from what we were used to on Earth.
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