Courage

Courage is what brings us all here today, the courage to move on and face new changes. Here is a piece of my life that highlights a step towards courage. A few years ago at 6 and 7 years old, I was terrified of dogs. Even the cute big dogs. I always worried that I would get bitten by one, I heard so many terrible stories about them. But I wanted a pet so badly, I didn't want a cat, I didn't want a fish or lizard, or hamster.

I wanted a dog, but my fears got in the way!

I had met so many beautiful and nice dogs, who I wasn't afraid of. But in comparison I had met many nasty dogs too. When I moved to Thailand I saw many street dogs, that barked and snarled at me. While on vacation in Cameroon, visiting family there was a big black female dog named Franchise who lived on the rooftop and guarded the house. She was aggresive and snarled and growled at me. As a little girl, I was very afraid that she might jump off the rooftop and rip me to pieces. When with my cousins she was gentle and compassionate, so I felt safer when I was facing Franchise with my cousins and not alone. I couldn't figure out which dogs I could be sure with. An example of the undecided dogs might be Bob- a small terrier who lived in my neighborhood and was very proud but gentle. While on a walk I stopped by Bob and his new roommate- a younger terrier. I reached tentatively for his head and he tried to bite me! So I decided to fear them altogether, unless they were with owners and the owners knew if it was safe to give them a scratch on the back or head. (But Bob is a different occasion and he was with his owner- maybe I forgot to check if it was okay, I had become so used to the routine!)

Finally when I could stand it no longer, I set aside my fears. I had gotten a great score on a test and I was given the opportunity for a gift,I hesitated but it the end I chose what I knew was going to make everyone happy. Maybe even make me happy. So, that sunny afternoon, we went to a pet shop and bought a dog. He is a big, gentle, kind, caring, playful, sometimes naughty, loving dog- a golden retriever who might have a bit of Labrador blood. His name is Buddy and he is still with me today. He's a wonderful companion when I am gloomy. Even though he can bite a bit(it doesn't hurt-it's a playful bite)I am glad and I don't regret my choice. This was one of the big steps I made, and I get through life better as I see many dogs.

Cindy