His mother runs out of the kitchen and tries to get the boys to stop chasing the bird. They boys are too excited and don’t hear the warning until it’s too late. The poor parakeet ran straight into the wall with a loud thump, and falls to the floor. The two boys step back and the tan boy’s mother runs to bird, and proclaims to her son that his new pet is dead. Realizing what he has done the little boy runs to his room with tears the size of rain droplets streaming down his face. His mother escorts his friend out, and calls out to his father to go comfort the little boy in his room. Through the door, a Caucasian male about the age of 35 and beginning to bald walks in the room. He wipes the tears off of his son face and says “Listen to me. I know you’re sad, but everything will be alright. You made a mistake, you will always have your ups and your downs, but in the end remember Life is an Adventure”. That little tan boy was me. For the longest time I never understood what my father meant by that. Especially since I thought adventures were supposed to be …show more content…
I always thought about the bad never the good. What my dad was trying to tell me was with every moment that your down there is a moment where you are up. After my bird died, a couple years later we got a dog that I love and cherish till this day. Without all the judgement and slander I got in middle and high school, I would have never learned to not care today. With the drama going on between Kennedy and Eric I had forgotten about the good times, like the chance to go to Panama City and have the most exciting time I had ever had. And with the accident, I had forgotten about the adventure of moving away and learning to take care of myself. Life will through some awful curve balls, but that’s what makes it an adventure. Knowing that with every day I am a stronger person because of