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Jan 8, 2010

JUMPED OUT THE FENCE

This week's challenge in FSO is Fence by Sandra Leigh

A fence is a freestanding structure designed to restrict or prevent movement across a boundary

privacy fencing to provide privacy


perimeter fencing to prevent trespassing or theft and/or to keep children and pets from wandering away

My mother was over protected during my childhood. I did not allowed to climb a tree, sleeping overnight somewhere and more that I can't enumerate all in here. I did not experienced being a boy scout, going to night parties and did not travel without her. It's like I lived in a place surrounded by fence. I thought it was over when I live with my sister. But I was wrong, it was home to school and vice versa. When I graduated in college, I tried to jump out the fence. According to William Faulkner, "There is something about jumping a horse over a fence, something that makes you feel good. Perhaps it's the risk, the gamble." It's the thing I did. From that incident, I feel the freedom. But I am still thankful for the protection my mother gave to me. Now I understand why she did it- it's the care. I never fell down that time. There were times I stumbled but she was there to help me and raised me up to make me stronger. Now, there are times of trouble and I fail but I already have stronger legs to stand up even without her help.

24 comments:

NanU said...

I like your photos, Redlan, and even more your reflections about your mom.
Have a good weekend!

GingerV said...

looking back, reflecting on those things our parents did (do) trying to understand the why is really what growing up is all about. I once was told that once you understand the why of how you act or react, then it is no longer what your parents did, but what you do that counts....

liked your photos also....

Bagman and Butler said...

I agree with Nan. The description of your fenced in childhood was priceless. Sometimes words are worth a thousand pictures.

princess_dyanie said...

ay makiki apir ako kay inay! :P

Allen said...

my mom is over protective as well. I wasn't allowed to go camping until I was on the 6th grade.

But i made ways to get a piece of my freedom. I lied. But im not guilty about it. it made me better anyway. :)

nuts said...

ganyan talaga mga nanay, alam ko yan!! hihi. kung pwede nga lang, lahat ng oras nakikita at nababantayan. :)

Glampinoy said...

Galing ng reflection. I am away from my Mom and I miss her a lot.

Linda said...

It is interesting that the photo shoot brought memories of childhood to the forefront. Your photos have strength, Redlan! If you decide to raise children in the future, maybe you will be a little more adventurous about their boundaries. These are beautiful insights!

Have a beautiful week! With love from Barry and Linda

~JarieLyn~ said...

Nice post, Redlan. You are very wise. I enjoyed it completely. Love that second photo.

Sarah said...

Wonderful photos..but your story about being fenced..wonderful!! I was too..until I came to a place where they could not fix things and keep me safe..then they let me fly. Wonderful post hon, Sarah

Kim said...

It is a reality that people can create fences to protect you, only to find out later in your adult life, that they were fear based motives...enjoy this side of the fence, where knees get scraped up and life is full.

Chef E said...

Funny how I grew up even differently, no fences unless you could afford one. I did not stray to far, but did run across a field and jumped a fence that held a bull, I was dared, and was triumphant! Maybe I was crazy, LOL!

Patty said...

Charming story about your mother. Enjoyed the photos.

Have a great weekend.

Gordon said...

Redlan, it is obvious that your mother loved you (maybe too protective at times). I was raised in a disfunctional family environment where, at times, my mother didn't even know where I was. I think I would have rather had her be like your mother. Sometimes, I wonder how I even made it to adulthood.
You are a good man, Redlan, and will make a good father.
Thanks for the terrific post. It was heartfelt.

sheng said...

My Mom, though she brought me to the camp, was able to allow me camping alone in grade 2, it was a feeling I loved, since it was a freedom I wanted, walang nakabantay, but then again, after the camp, she was back to her this and that.

SOL said...

Great photos and memories about your mother protecting you as a child.

J9 said...

Beautiful tribute to your mother!

Doreen said...

thanks for sharing part of your childhood. love the story. and the photos!! have a great weekend!!

fjordz said...

ang galing ni kuya red ah! parang Mother's Day na kagad! haha! ganun talaga pag mga Nanay.. ganun sila magmahal..

Happy New Year, Kuya Red!

nga po pala kuya red, nasa www.hiraya.net na po yung mga persona posts ko ah.. yung sa blogspot po kasi eh mga paid posts yun... hehehe tapos may entertainment blog na rin po ako..

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check niyo rin po! thanks kuya red!

Rebecca said...

Great story to share with this week's theme.

Pauline said...

I enjoyed your "word picture" very much, Redlan.

A Scattering said...

Mark hit the nail on the head - words are worth a thousand pictures - this is so true of your post. Thank you for telling us about your mother and your childhood. Have a lovely week.

Robyn :) said...

I love how all your fences don't look like they could really keep anything(or anybody) out!!!

Great story about your personal fences as well :)

Mac Callister said...

matalinghaga a!

we all have lessons in life and most of them came from our mothers!

hey its been a while since i last came here!good to be back!

happy new year