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easily scared

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

Tokyo, 2009.06.15

Strangely enough, the boy's begun a new thing recently where he scares easily. An example occurred on the weekend when Kenny and I were reading through a book. I was lying on my back, and he was sitting next to me. He pointed at a dog in the book, then pointed excitedly out the window making his doggie noise. I sat up quickly to see if he thought that there was a dog outside (on the balcony!?) and said, "what is it?" He bolted to his feet and began to run for the kitchen, bawling.

It's happened a few times. I don't know what it means.

rand()m quote

It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by the dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions and spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who, at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly; so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat.

—Theodore Roosevelt, Jr.