nitrogen wrote:Venus Pax wrote:I keep all guns loaded. I can't, however, expect a child to know that a gun is loaded "except for one round".
Shouldn't matter.
If you see a gun:
STOP!
Don't Touch.
Leave the Area.
Tell an Adult.
That's all they need to know.
+!
TXinvestigator; I also taught (my now 32 & 30 yo daughters) about guns when they were children. They shot them, they knew what they could do and what they were for. I did not let them play 'doom' or 'quake' but did allow them to play 'mario brothers'. We played another game that when your character died, that was it, there was no reseting and going on--at least until the game had an eventual winner. They also understood that movies and television are shows produced by actors and that when they 'died' on the screen, they could come back as another character in another movie or tv show.
They first learned about death when their dog "Nicky" passed on then they learnt about death once again when their great-grandmother passed on in '87. They learnt that when someone dies, they are forever gone in this world, but we'll see them again in the next.
Now my oldest loves guns and has a Glock 19. She's fixing to take her CHL class at the end of this month, and she's (and her husband) has already been to Gunsite in Arizona for their '250' course. He's going back in October for their '350' course.
My youngest, on the other hand, wants absolutely nothing to do with guns, for she had one stuck in her face by one of her high-school boyfriends. He scared her good, and she wishes to have absolutely nothing to do with them. I didn't know this for years, that is until 2001 when she was down for a visit and I went in and pulled out my (new at that time) little KT P-32, which was the first gun that I'd had for over a decade. (I'd sold all of my guns to buy ham radio's back in the early '90's.) That was when she froze--'scared half to death.' I took the gun out of the room then she told me of the *event* with said ex boyfriend and I respect her wishes. Maybe one of these days she'll realize that if she'd had a weapon she could have possibly prevented that.
This just goes to reinforce that you never know who is and who isn't... who has and who has not. Who will and who will not pull a weapon. I know that if she'd asked me for one then and explained why, I would have gone to that boy's daddy and then he would have faced the music from his parents end. Then maybe... just maybe his father might have allowed me to take a crack at him.
But, that was then, and this is now.
I've forgiven him, so that God can forgive both me and him.