It happens in the movies all the time. A few pillows and a football helmet under the covers and Mom will surely think her kid is sound asleep and safely tucked in bed. But, in reality, the kid climbed out the window some time ago and is off on a mischievous adventure. The kid will either make it back up the trellis and into his room before he’s caught, or he’ll be brought home by police the next morning, but the adventure still takes place.
When I was very young, I escaped unnoticed from our suburban home and went next door to see if the neighbor kids could come out to play. It was dawn. I was still in my pajamas. I had wet myself during the night. My mother loves to tell this story. Apparently, being the clever young imp that I was, I even used an alias and told the neighbors that my name was “Marty”. My mother had let me watch The Adventures of Spin and Marty as my fascination with television began at a very young age.
Eleven-year-old Jared Flanders had an adventure of his own last Wednesday evening when he defied his father’s rules to attend the wake of a local firefighter who was killed while looking for victims inside a burning building. He carefully dressed in a jacket and tie, hopped on his bike and pedaled about a mile to the funeral home.
Jared didn’t know the fireman but he understood the pain that the grieving family was feeling. His older half-brother fought in Iraq and died this past summer. Mourners from across the area gathered at the funeral home to pay respects but little Jared stood out in the crowd. He wanted to say “thanks for saving all those people. Thanks for trying so hard. We’ll all miss you.”
Jared got a police escort home from the wake on Wednesday night. His father didn’t punish him for leaving home on his own but, even though what he had done was really quite thoughtful, there would be serious a review of house rules.
Have you had one of these adventures?
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