A tale between a father and a son.
A SHORT STORY. A VALUABLE LIFE LESSON.
My father is a remarkable man. We are never on the same page. And if we were then that’s probably a leap year. It’s just a handful of times that we would agree on something. And usually, that something was the difference. We used to have interesting conversations once upon a time, however, it declined over the years. However, I remember every word spoken all through the years. I’m one of those fellas who remember what people say.
THE STORY
This story begins long back in the nineteen-eighties when I was a child of probably 8 or 9. I had an intriguing experience at school. One day a boy in my class asked me whether I’ve ever watched an adult film. I never knew the existence of an adult film back then. He told me something new, something exciting, something forbidden, and something a must-watch – films for adults.
I was too young and naive to fantasize of what it could be, however the thought of watching an adult film shivered me with excitement. It was the first time I heard about adult films and boy o boy, I was curious like a cat. I wanted to know what it was all about.
I had a vague imagination that it would be something between a man and a woman. And so like a good boy I asked my father. I said dad, I want to watch an adult film. He thought for a minute or two and gently replied – sure.
He then asked me to be ready for the weekend to watch the film. I couldn’t wait. Days passed slower, time seemed frozen but eventually, the day came.
I sat in the living room excited and looking at the television screen. I saw my father inserting the cassette into the VCR. The moment I’ve been waiting for was right before me. The movie started and curiously I watched. In a couple of minutes, my excitement thinned to finally nothing. It was a black and white film. The story was about a couple of people in suits smoking cigars and chatting non-stop. It was so boring that I would never watch it again. And halfway through I was fast asleep.
The next morning, my father asked me how the movie was and I said it was really boring and I fell asleep. It was all about a bunch of people talking from the beginning till the end.
My curiosity fled…
THE LESSON
Although my friend from school was talking about porn, my father dealt with it in an exceptional manner. Rather than taking an offensive stance, he took a mature, calm and fatherly position which I appreciate very much when I look back at that moment now as an adult.
I was way too young to understand what pornography was and the way my father dealt with the topic was applaudable.
When I told him that it was boring, he replied by saying that is why there are cartoons, movies and programs specially made for children so that we don’t get bored.
What do you think of how it was dealt?
