Posted by Raul on May 21, 2010
It seems funny when you think of it in this crazy way.
A woman gets into a love relationship as a fisherman with a fishing pole: She sets the bait (beautiful clothing, make up, smiles and soft talking), then sends the bait flying to get close to the fish (approach the man with that fancy walking and irresistible smile), then moves the bait around to tease the fish (sweet kisses while hanging from the man’s neck), then do the strong pull that will hook the fish (get the signed legal document), to finally pull the string and retrieve the fish out of the water to take complete possession of it (start setting the conditions of housing, transportation and general way of life requirements).
A man gets into a love relationship as a hungry wolf on hunting night: He roams the land looking around for every possible prey (walking with confidence and a big smile while checking out body shapes), then gets close to the prey ready to attack (looking straight into the girl’s eyes while talking with the property of a successful business man), then jump over the prey to get firm hold of it (invite her to a fancy dinner for more big talking), to finally drag the prey to a secluded area to feast (motel room).
She was fishing while he was hunting. Mutual entrapment! And sometimes nine months later you get the witness.
Just kidding!
Posted by Raul on November 20, 2009
I remember when I was twelve years old; it was a Sunday afternoon, I was watching TV in the living room while my parents where in the backyard chatting with my uncle who was visiting us.
On TV there was an old black and white boring movie and I was watching it just because I was bored too, seating on the couch, fighting not to fall asleep.
My uncle came into the house to use the bathroom and after that stopped for a couple of seconds and watched the movie with me, then said a joke related to the scene at that moment on TV. I can’t remember what the joke was, but I do remember laughing like crazy, then my uncle, without a word, left to the backyard where my parents were waiting to resume the chat.
It was a stupid joke I know, nothing to remember, but that simple situation, that short joke for just a couple of seconds changed my day. I wasn’t bored anymore.
When my son was born fourteen years later I remembered that moment with my uncle and took a decision, I would try hard to create jokes everyday for my son to make him laugh while he was growing, so he could remember many good times in his childhood.
One single stupid joke one single boring day saved my day and made a memory for a lifetime for me. So I tried to make stupid jokes everyday for my son to make him laugh, hoping with that to contribute to many good memories in his childhood.
Today he is twenty one. I don’t know if those years of burning my brain to create stupid jokes everyday had made a difference, but I do know that he is very good doing imitations of people and animals, he is very quick to throw a joke at any time, and he is always laughing. Maybe is a genetic thing, maybe he learned at school, who knows, what I know is that he seems to be a happy kid, we had a wonderful time together while he was growing, we did laugh so much everyday and still we do today.
With all this I’ve learned something in my life.
Sometimes just a word, a stupid joke, a simple touch, can make a difference to someone in life, like my uncle did in mine some thirty years ago, and with that, contributed to a better relationship between my son and me, and maybe a happier childhood for my son.
We can make a difference for others, all that it takes is to stop thinking about our problems for a couple of seconds and see how we can help the other person to lift his/her mood.
We will never know how important that could be in the other person’s life.
Raul
