The Seatbelt
Long ago, in the distant world of childhood, when I was but a wee lad, my mother would always remind me to put on my seatbelt whenever I got into the car. As a wonderful child (I'm using some poetic license here) I would immediately obey her and "buckle up", even singing the buckle up song. Yes, there is a buckle up song.
Buckle up for safety buckle up!
Buckle up for safety always buckle up!
Whether rain or snow,
wherever you go,
buckle up for safety buckle up!
I know, I'm getting ready to throw up as well. But alas, my mother was quick to remind me of the need for safety and to always put it first. Dear mother, thank you for your kindness and concern for my safety.
Fast forward several years to the present, where I, at a stout 23, have ridden in a car with my mother several times thus far in my stay here. My dear mother, once worried with safety and no doubt obeying the law, now goes sans seatbelt. For those of you who aren't smart (I know, I'm a jerk) that means "without" seatbelt. Kind of like sans serif, without the feet on the type. This is a serif type, see the feet. Anyway. I have gently reminded her of her non-usage of the seatbelt, and have encouraged, asked and pressured her into wearing her seatbelt when she is not driving now. I have received dirty looks, a few sighs, and been ignored the rest of the times. My heart has been broken dear readers, broken like a windshield in a head on crash.
I've even made a game of it, asking things like:
"Who won't get a ticket for not wearing their seatbelt if we get pulled over?!" My father and I quickly raise our hands with my mother shooting me a look.
"Who won't go through the windshield if we get in a crash?!" My father and I again are in on this one with my mother looking on. Another dirty look.
I know I'll probably get yelled at for writing this because as far as I know, my mother reads my blog. If she doesn't, I'm home free, but I hope she does, because even though I try and make it into a semi-joke when I remind her of the seatbelt, I really would like her to wear it. I like having a mom.
Buckle up for safety buckle up!
Buckle up for safety always buckle up!
Whether rain or snow,
wherever you go,
buckle up for safety buckle up!
I know, I'm getting ready to throw up as well. But alas, my mother was quick to remind me of the need for safety and to always put it first. Dear mother, thank you for your kindness and concern for my safety.
Fast forward several years to the present, where I, at a stout 23, have ridden in a car with my mother several times thus far in my stay here. My dear mother, once worried with safety and no doubt obeying the law, now goes sans seatbelt. For those of you who aren't smart (I know, I'm a jerk) that means "without" seatbelt. Kind of like sans serif, without the feet on the type. This is a serif type, see the feet. Anyway. I have gently reminded her of her non-usage of the seatbelt, and have encouraged, asked and pressured her into wearing her seatbelt when she is not driving now. I have received dirty looks, a few sighs, and been ignored the rest of the times. My heart has been broken dear readers, broken like a windshield in a head on crash.
I've even made a game of it, asking things like:
"Who won't get a ticket for not wearing their seatbelt if we get pulled over?!" My father and I quickly raise our hands with my mother shooting me a look.
"Who won't go through the windshield if we get in a crash?!" My father and I again are in on this one with my mother looking on. Another dirty look.
I know I'll probably get yelled at for writing this because as far as I know, my mother reads my blog. If she doesn't, I'm home free, but I hope she does, because even though I try and make it into a semi-joke when I remind her of the seatbelt, I really would like her to wear it. I like having a mom.
posted by The D at
4:50 PM
1 Comments:
Hi D and D's mom.
You know, I always wear my seatbelt and I'm in a country where seatbelt wearing isn't legislated. That's cuz I like to buckle up for safety. Here's why:
it doesn't cost anything since the seatbelt's already in the car, and those people I know or have known who have seen car accidents up close all wear their seatbelts now.
It'll save your life.
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