(Part 2 of 3)
It was a hot summer afternoon in Afton, Wyoming when my cousins invited me to go swimming in the ditch behind our grandparents’ home. I still had the cast on my arm but I begged and pleaded with grandma to let me swim. I promised to keep my cast dry and she didn’t need to worry. But the truth was, she did.
Someone found a small log and started pretending it was a “bucking bronco.” The object was not to fall off while one or two non-riders made it buck.
I was envious as I watched all the fun. The more they played the harder it was for me not to jump in. I knew better but before long I was in the water.
After the fun ended and while walking to the house I knew I was in trouble. I got the worst punishment possible and it was made worse because Grandma enforced it.
She made me sit outside all afternoon in the hot sun until my cast was dry, and that’s what I did. Grandma told me to sit there until it was dry. I obeyed because I was not going to risk anything else that day.
As I think back on this event I know Grandma Cazier loved me and she would never do anything to hurt me. She knew I needed to be disciplined in order to learn a lesson. That day I learned that every action has consequences with which we must live, whether positive or negative. This experience was one that I am glad I had, but I would never want to repeat.
This example is meant to help us teach our children the value of a promise and the importance of discipline. Discipline given with love and kindness will bless our children.
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