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    The stranger took over..


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    Join date : 2010-07-31
    Location : Thailand

    The stranger took over.. Empty The stranger took over..

    Post by Admin on 8th August 2010, 6:57 pm

    Years after I was born, my Dad met a stranger who was new to our small town.
    From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer and
    soon invited him to live with our family. The stranger was quickly accepted
    and was around from then on.

    As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family. In my young mind,
    he had a special niche. My parents were complementary instructors: Mum
    taught me good from evil, and Dad taught me to obey. But the stranger... he
    was our storyteller. He would keep us spellbound for hours on end with
    adventures, mysteries and comedies.

    If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or science, he always
    knew the answers about the past, understood the present and even seemed able
    to predict the future! He took my family to the first major league ball
    game. He made me laugh, and he made me cry. The stranger never stopped
    talking, but Dad didn't seem to mind.

    Sometimes, Mum would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each
    other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to the kitchen for
    peace and quiet.
    (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)

    Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, but the stranger
    never felt obligated to honour them. Profanity, for example, was not
    allowed in our home - not from us, our friends or any visitors. Our long
    time visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that burned my ears
    and made my dad squirm and my mother blush. My Dad didn't permit the
    liberal use of alcohol but the stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular
    basis. He made cigarettes look cool, cigars manly, and pipes distinguished.
    He talked freely (much too freely!) about sex. His comments were sometimes
    blatant, sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing..

    I now know that my early concepts about relationships were influenced
    strongly by the stranger. Time after time, he opposed the values of my
    parents, yet he was seldom rebuked... And NEVER asked to leave.

    More than fifty years have passed since the stranger moved in with our
    family. He has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he was
    at first. Still, if you could walk into my parents' den today, you would
    still find him sitting over in his corner, waiting for someone to listen to
    him talk and watch him draw his pictures.

    His name?....

    We just call him 'TV.' I really fear what his grandkids will be like.

    (Note: This should be required reading for every household!)
    He has a wife now....we call her "Computer".
    Their first child is "Cell Phone".
    Second child "I Pod".

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