Monday, June 29, 2009

My wonder years

Mostly, I spent my chore years - sometimes called the "wonder years" because you always wonder why you are doing chores instead of playing with your girlfriends - mowing lawns, feeding your crazy pet dog and climbing the big mango trees plucking mangoes. Plucking mangoes wasn't so bad, but feeding crazy piu was always a bad idea.. especially when you woke up late in the morning.

But I don't look back at my childhood chores with any sense of regret. Those were beautiful, timeless days full of smells and sensations that are hard for me to come by today. Hard work, sweats, working on your muscles.. but evidently you are growing to become a man.

Women really like it when you are a man, though. It's tough to have a woman go for you if you don't show some generalised masculine traits. Assertiveness, decision making, protectiveness, nurturing. A man has to give a woman the impression that he might stand up for her and take care of her. "Might" is the operative word. Women are very big on the idea of hope. I actually stood in front of my girlfriend during a bar fight once. I responded so quickly that I didn't even think about it first. Believe me. The surprise result was that I made her feel secure and important, which in turn made her want me. And her wanting me made me feel important and secure. It also made me want me. That's where it got a little confusing..