Dealing with the teenage years

[Guest guest]

My parents encouraged my sister and I to do what we wanted. At times we

didn't want to participate, but other times we wanted so desperately to. The

kids

on our block would come over and if we didn't want to go out and play, in

they came and played inside. And if we wanted to mope around, or well, out the

door we were made to go. It worked. Even though days back then had some

limitations, I had a great childhood. Thanks to my parents. And believe me all

I

ever wanted to do was ice skate and roller skate. Both were impossible, but I

got the skates and dad helped us build our skating pond in the back yard.

Skates on, ankles leaning inward and off I went skating or I should say trying

with my skates almost on their sides. Oh how my ankles hurt, even wraped them

in leather strips and tied them up, but to no avail. Roller skating, well

that wasn't the best either, but we went out and had fun anyways.

On off days encourage him, it wont work all the time, but keep supporting

and dont overdo it, because that well just make him a little more stuborn about

it all. Oh and one last important memory I have, Baseball. I couldnt hit

the ball and run. Oh to run, that was not good, I couldnt run to save my life.

But I sure could hit the ball. So I became the pitch hitter in the neighbor

hood and in elementary school. Sure I took a lot of ribbing growing up, but

I have even more fond memories doing it.

Elaine...Michigan

[Guest guest]

Thank you so much for your input.

Sincerely,