BY MEN FOR MEN
My Dad And I Built A Race Car
by BLITCH 66
It was one of those nights I’ll never forget.We stood in the garage, and asked ourselves how this baby should turn out, what should she look like, and where to start. We had the tools, paint, parts, and the know how. Well, he had the know how, - I had a dream.My dream was to build the coolest& fastest Pinewood Derby Race Car my Cub Scout Pack had ever laid eyes on.We worked on that baby all night ( about 2 or 3 hours for a 7 year old).It was black, with a red racing stripe, and a shot of WD-40 in the wheels for speed. I was so impressed with my Father for knowing how to make my vision real. I was thrilled just to spend the night working on something cool together.
I can’t remember what, but within a day or 2 I did something bad and was being punished. I either lied, or stole, or some other dumb kid thing I did all the time, and I had to stay home the night of the Pinewood Derby Cub Scout Race. What was worse, was that my entire family went to MY RACE WITHOUT ME !!“It’s NOT FAIR !!” I shouted, cried, and threw a tantrum. How could they do this to me? This was the most important night ever!!!! What about the awesome night we stayed up and built my car ? It was such a moment! What did I do? How could I have been so stupid?
I felt as awful that night as a little kid could feel.Some few hours later, my family came home, and they were feeling much better than I was.They had news… I came in 2nd Place.WHAT!?? How is that possible?
My Dad had not punished me at all. He made me stay home to demonstrate that there are consequences for all of my actions in life, and that’s just what’s so. And he let my older brother race my car for me.The car my Dad & I built kicked ass that night. And while I will always wish I was there to share that with my Father, and see it for myself, I know I got something 100 times more valuable. I learned how to have faith and believe in the heart of others, and accept the consequences of my actions.My Dad will forever be one of the most incredible men in my life
-Blitch 66
I can’t remember what, but within a day or 2 I did something bad and was being punished. I either lied, or stole, or some other dumb kid thing I did all the time, and I had to stay home the night of the Pinewood Derby Cub Scout Race. What was worse, was that my entire family went to MY RACE WITHOUT ME !!“It’s NOT FAIR !!” I shouted, cried, and threw a tantrum. How could they do this to me? This was the most important night ever!!!! What about the awesome night we stayed up and built my car ? It was such a moment! What did I do? How could I have been so stupid?
I felt as awful that night as a little kid could feel.Some few hours later, my family came home, and they were feeling much better than I was.They had news… I came in 2nd Place.WHAT!?? How is that possible?
My Dad had not punished me at all. He made me stay home to demonstrate that there are consequences for all of my actions in life, and that’s just what’s so. And he let my older brother race my car for me.The car my Dad & I built kicked ass that night. And while I will always wish I was there to share that with my Father, and see it for myself, I know I got something 100 times more valuable. I learned how to have faith and believe in the heart of others, and accept the consequences of my actions.My Dad will forever be one of the most incredible men in my life
-Blitch 66
