actually, this reminds me of one day me, my dad, my brother and sister were out on a stroll
me and my brother were probably some 18 and 16 respectively, and my sister sat in a carrier thingie w wheels, those little... you know what i mean
since we're in norway, theres woods all around us, especially in the city outskirts, and we're on this
wide paved path now some of you may be city slickers, so heres a quick lection: bears dont wander near cities, not even a little bit near. theyre huge.
theyll kill a lion. the romans tested that out in the colosseum.
so, we get up this path, and my peruvian dad suddenly goes "Guys! If a bear attacks us, i want you two to fight the bear, while i run back home with your sister!"
we burst out laughing, genuinely believing him to just come up w a hilarious spontaneous joke
he wasnt joking
we actually went "whaaaaaat... are you serious :/"
yes.
he wanted his two beloved sons, the hope for the future, his offspring, to give their lives - collectively - so HE could run to safety.
i dare to bet that both me and my brother run faster than him, if it comes down to saving our sister quickly.
i will always have that "idea" against him. always