The Boy Teacher and the Father Student 9 (Accepting Tradition)
Son, Use A Spoon For Peas
One of The Best Thing of Sons Is They Can Find The Best In You
Please do not look at this for answers. But perhaps you have time to prioritize maybe just 11 minutes. It would please me greatly and I would consider it a blessing to have you read. We are at the beach really getting into the waves and water. Of course I am an old man who sits in his beach chair and pretends that he would be a hero if something went wonkers. Give it a break.
(This is totally a writing of fiction – And I always laugh at that. My youngest broached the subject of Cartoons being not real. Of course they are they are real cartoons) and so this is real too because I wrote it and you are reading it.
But I wanted to say that because I am using names in a sense are true. I reckon my son’s will not mind.
Brooks is the elder son by 25 years. Gabe is eight today. Happy birthday son, each year you make me younger. Or I probably should have said “my sons”. Brooks is a master surfer and has taught many a child. Gabe acts like a sissy around his dad but “goes for it” with his brother. Not entirely accurate but you get the point.
So there I am scarfing a Carne Asada burrito and sipping on a Machiato. Life is good I sit in the sun with no cover. Checked out two weeks ago and not even a scent of Melanoma – genes. I cannot stand it anymore and run and dive into the waves to catch three good ones body surfing. Gabe is up on the board and making it for 17.3 seconds.
We go in for a break and laugh just too damned hard to breath. It was hilarious to see this big White Whale. Hell, I taught both to be confident in waves. Ingrates!
And so the story begins.
D: Brooks you were an acolyte – come on Gabe do the Lord ’s Prayer.
B: Dad that is irreverent to do it on cue.
B: It should only come from the heart.
D: I get your point now Gabe, do it.
G: “‘Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us today our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one.
B: That is just wrong to make a little guy memorize and recite that.
G: Can I have an ice cream now.
D: Of course but absolutely not because you recited the prayer.
D: Hey Brooks ask him to name all characters in one of his tablet games.
B: But one is indoctrination and one is fun.
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G: Dad I learned it because mom told me to, and I play games because I like to.
D: True that!
B: And you pushed me to be an Acolyte.
D: So fine, did I ruin him with this one also? Say the pledge of allegiance.
No standing no hand over heart and the lids stayed on.
G: "I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all."
B: You know damned well that is indoctrination also.
D: Who do you love the most in order.
G: I am not going to do that.
G: Because I love mom the absolute best and you second best and I know I am supposed to say it different.
High fives from Brooks and then knuckle bumps and then chest bumps and man hugs.
D: God almighty I need a beer.
B: Dad your problem is that you taught us to think and not obey. Remember “Obedience of the Law is the Greatest Freedom” Abe Lincoln.
G: Who is Abe Lincoln?
B: A man who fought and died for freedom as President.
G: like Obama Trump?
D: I told you those are two different people.
G: Yeah dad but they are presidents so they are the same.
B: Back to the point old man. Freedom is not the obedience of law like your law books. Freedom is the obedience to a moral imperative law.
G: About my Ice Cream, but I already got it because I am free to do it.
D: Brooks you got your degree years ago and you still talk in Philosophical dissonance rather than consonant contextual analysis.
B: You have a problem with relativism?
D: Not if it means you do not love me. Get that imperative?
D: Gabe how is that Ice Cream?
G: Great but I am getting swamp butt, let’s go back out.
D: I love you guys.
B: That is because we keep you sane.
D: Bull, I am not sane – Gabe get that hat on before your mother kills me. And Brooks you need more sunscreen. You guys first I need to bask in the warmth of my smart sons. Hey Gabe who do you love?
D: Lord help me to be as good of a dad as they are my sons.
Soon all three are in the water. Body surfing and for the boy a boogie board and gagging on saltwater as he is laughing so hard he swallows it. We come in for the last time. Careful not too much sun. Brooks looks like a Sherpa schlepping all our stuff up from the beach.
B: When are you coming on a big hike with us? I was your age on my first (a lie of two years but mental preparation must be made early)
G: Mom says I am not big enough yet and it is too scary.
B: Has your mom ever been on a big hike or even a little one? Or does she say that because you going is too scary for her?
D: Easy Brooks, tread lightly.
B: How do you feel about that?
G: That is too simple.
D: What do you mean?
G: I am too scared because mom is too scared.
D: What do you think Brooks, does he make sense at his age?
B: Yes but soon he will be all mine as a boy and not his mother’s child.
D: Really you buy that? Are you still your mom’s child?
B: It is a conundrum?
G: What is a camumbrun?
D: Brooks you take this hardball and I will take the next softball.
B: “Con – nun –drum”. Two choices are either great but have to be picked or normally two choices suck but one has to be picked.
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G: Like cleaning my room or doing homework?
D: Close enough for now.
B: You are treating him as you taught me – that Socratic style. And look how much you screwed me up. Now I can’t even think about anything without questioning it.
D: Life is a fickle bitch buddy and lest we go all fatalism, children are just experiments.
G: What does that mean Chaddy.
B: Yeah Pappy what does that mean.
D: Thanks, I have no clue but it sounds like a conversation ender. Get in the car.
If you read I appreciate it. Perhaps to some our life is mundane and out of real. I will let you know when I get bored.