Categories: journal
Date: 01 June 2010 09:32:26
On Friday, I was the proud parent, watching our son Matthew compete, playing his clarinet, and winning a spot prize for musicality. Then I was the anxious parent, dropping him at Cub camp for the weekend.
In his absence, Hannah suggested that we watch the DVD of "The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas". She'd studied the book, and watched some of the film, at school, so had a pretty good idea what it's about. I, too, had some idea of what to expect, but in the event was shocked. I think that it was the ordinariness of the family that got me. I couldn't help comparing myself to the dad. I do a job, over which I have little control, sometimes having to do things which go against the grain.
And then when Matthew returned, he watched the film, with Hannah ...