The sins of the fathers | Can you remember
I have a suspicion that what you as a child had done, to somehow come back to you if you do have children. The incidents and bungle, we parents gray hair gave repeated itself years later, sometimes in a different way, but in many cases similar astounding.
My son is sixteen as most young men of his age, blessed with masses excess energy. On the one hand, I am grateful that he does of the energy to get rid of a healthy way, through his participation in badminton, tennis and a gym unscheduled pattern of attendance. Unlike many of his comrades who stuck sitting on their Playstations, cell phones and computers.
He decided early contact sports such as rugby is not for him, but it does not say that he did not know what to do with a rugby ball to do. He had quite a good view and natural "ballpark sense". He and I often go to the local primary school's fields to kick some ball. It also gives his father the opportunity to relive again how it feels to hold those oval ball, to see how a torpedoskop miles through the sky ripped and the ecstasy of being a drop kick from the ten paces line off perfectly hit and see it through the trees beyond. Chicken !!
But there is, as always, also another side of the story. Our backyard is not really designed for large-scale ball games do not. The 10m x 5m swimming pool we got together with the house, already takes a large percentage of this property. It was until a few years ago, a picturesque garden with all the fence along. On the home side, we have a patio the length of the house occupies, which so ten years ago, fitted with transparent canvas that can scroll. z or r twice So a nice braai and entertainment area next to the pool, with beautiful views of the Boland mountains. But not an exceptional rugby field.
Not that the would Naas Botha hold back at all. On the lawn next to the pool is a jungle gym of teerpale we built when he was still a toddler. It has in his eyes all the qualities of Newlands rugby posts. Consequently he sets the ball to the far side of the pool, kicking in the direction of the poles (and the house) and hope it falls just short of the house, the porch's sails, the neighbor's garage roof, what is left of the flower beds and some windows in the immediate vicinity.
He found it quite remarkable right ... .. so 80% of the time. With the remaining twenty per cent there is often hard slap sounds from the sailing, tree branches and plants breathe their last and light explosions as the ball on the porch's roof falls. The sails were already a few times to be repaired, the roof has a slight leak because of the constant on and off to fetch the ball and put anywhere inevitable mud patches down, because of the Cape winter rains.
When I was his age, was the only time I'm not a rugby ball in my hands had, probably only when I slept. If we are not huge games played on the front lawn, I kept myself busy with imaginary games on the back lawn.
The huge back yard was also the perfect training ground to kick at goal. There was an old-fashioned "trellis" next to the corner of the house, which was to serve as a framework for a mottled ivy against to rank. The frame was probably about three or four meters wide and two meters high, and is assembled with dunnerige wooden slats of two or three centimeters wide, in a diamond pattern is stuck.
If a man than the rugby ball set in the corner of the yard, you about twenty yards to the trellis, with a further five meters beyond the trellis to where the property ends. The right of the trellis was a danger zone, because the kitchen window was a soft target.
The one thing that most effects of goal kicks had left, the poles themselves, the trellis. z or r twice The poor Ivy does not come much higher than about hip height not. The framework's sticks were certainly no match for a heavy leather ball not. They therefore only developed cracks z or r twice and the cracks have eventually resulted in the sticks began breaking.
Every afternoon just before my father came home, I printed all the first sticks again nicely in position and made sure the window looks like what it's supposed to look like. But over time it became ever more difficult. The trellis literally hanging from grace. Large areas of the framework were nowhere z or r twice to any stability anchored, and simply pushed together and together appropriately.
A Saturday morning, when my father became suspicious, and one of the sticks so slightly askew seemed to drag. The whole house of cards collapsed and sank a fairly large portion of the frame lying on the ground. It would probably quite entertaining seemed to an outsider, z or r twice but the consequences for the main suspect, however, was not as entertaining ni
I have a suspicion that what you as a child had done, to somehow come back to you if you do have children. The incidents and bungle, we parents gray hair gave repeated itself years later, sometimes in a different way, but in many cases similar astounding.
My son is sixteen as most young men of his age, blessed with masses excess energy. On the one hand, I am grateful that he does of the energy to get rid of a healthy way, through his participation in badminton, tennis and a gym unscheduled pattern of attendance. Unlike many of his comrades who stuck sitting on their Playstations, cell phones and computers.
He decided early contact sports such as rugby is not for him, but it does not say that he did not know what to do with a rugby ball to do. He had quite a good view and natural "ballpark sense". He and I often go to the local primary school's fields to kick some ball. It also gives his father the opportunity to relive again how it feels to hold those oval ball, to see how a torpedoskop miles through the sky ripped and the ecstasy of being a drop kick from the ten paces line off perfectly hit and see it through the trees beyond. Chicken !!
But there is, as always, also another side of the story. Our backyard is not really designed for large-scale ball games do not. The 10m x 5m swimming pool we got together with the house, already takes a large percentage of this property. It was until a few years ago, a picturesque garden with all the fence along. On the home side, we have a patio the length of the house occupies, which so ten years ago, fitted with transparent canvas that can scroll. z or r twice So a nice braai and entertainment area next to the pool, with beautiful views of the Boland mountains. But not an exceptional rugby field.
Not that the would Naas Botha hold back at all. On the lawn next to the pool is a jungle gym of teerpale we built when he was still a toddler. It has in his eyes all the qualities of Newlands rugby posts. Consequently he sets the ball to the far side of the pool, kicking in the direction of the poles (and the house) and hope it falls just short of the house, the porch's sails, the neighbor's garage roof, what is left of the flower beds and some windows in the immediate vicinity.
He found it quite remarkable right ... .. so 80% of the time. With the remaining twenty per cent there is often hard slap sounds from the sailing, tree branches and plants breathe their last and light explosions as the ball on the porch's roof falls. The sails were already a few times to be repaired, the roof has a slight leak because of the constant on and off to fetch the ball and put anywhere inevitable mud patches down, because of the Cape winter rains.
When I was his age, was the only time I'm not a rugby ball in my hands had, probably only when I slept. If we are not huge games played on the front lawn, I kept myself busy with imaginary games on the back lawn.
The huge back yard was also the perfect training ground to kick at goal. There was an old-fashioned "trellis" next to the corner of the house, which was to serve as a framework for a mottled ivy against to rank. The frame was probably about three or four meters wide and two meters high, and is assembled with dunnerige wooden slats of two or three centimeters wide, in a diamond pattern is stuck.
If a man than the rugby ball set in the corner of the yard, you about twenty yards to the trellis, with a further five meters beyond the trellis to where the property ends. The right of the trellis was a danger zone, because the kitchen window was a soft target.
The one thing that most effects of goal kicks had left, the poles themselves, the trellis. z or r twice The poor Ivy does not come much higher than about hip height not. The framework's sticks were certainly no match for a heavy leather ball not. They therefore only developed cracks z or r twice and the cracks have eventually resulted in the sticks began breaking.
Every afternoon just before my father came home, I printed all the first sticks again nicely in position and made sure the window looks like what it's supposed to look like. But over time it became ever more difficult. The trellis literally hanging from grace. Large areas of the framework were nowhere z or r twice to any stability anchored, and simply pushed together and together appropriately.
A Saturday morning, when my father became suspicious, and one of the sticks so slightly askew seemed to drag. The whole house of cards collapsed and sank a fairly large portion of the frame lying on the ground. It would probably quite entertaining seemed to an outsider, z or r twice but the consequences for the main suspect, however, was not as entertaining ni
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