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Topic: The Prom (08/02/04)

TITLE: Her Knights in Shining Armor
By Jan Warrick


I held my brand new baby girl in my arms. Thoughts of all the wonderful things she would experience during her life floated through my mind. The first day of school, riding a bike for the first time, junior high, and high school, all milestones my baby girl would one day face. Of course there would be the prom. I wondered how she would look and what kind of dress she would wear. I prayed the boy that escorted her would be a gentleman. All these thoughts were the dreams, hopes and worries of a new mom.

As my little girl grew up she tended toward the tomboy side of life. If given the opportunity to play house or go wrestle with the boys, she always chose to wrestle. She wasn’t one for hugs or kisses and dresses were not an option in this young girl’s life. She definitely preferred blue jeans and T-shirts.

When she entered junior high, all of her girl friends became interested in makeup, jewelry and fancy clothes. Not my young lady. She now wanted fatigues and hiking boots. She loved fishing and hiking with her dad.

When she entered high school she started noticing boys. I thought my teenage daughter was finally starting to grow out of her “tomboy stage”. She and I would have long talks about boys and the kind of man she was interested in. “Mom”, she would say, “I want a man who will challenge me. I don’t want to have to pull my game just to save his ego. I want someone that will play just as hard as me.”

Her senior year came and the talk was about the prom. She never seemed interested. I asked her, “Honey, are you thinking about going to the prom?”

“No, mom, there is something else I would rather do.”

“And what would that be?”

“Mom, I want to learn broadsword fighting”, she stated very matter of fact.

Broadsword fighting! You know the kind of fighting from the medieval times. Knights-in-shining-armor kind of fighting. My little girl didn’t want to be the damsel in distress in a beautiful flowing gown; she wanted to be the knight!

Needless to say, we never bought a beautiful evening gown for her and she never went to the prom. Instead, just about every weekend, I watch my petite young warrior happily strap on forty pounds of armor and go after other like minded warriors with a sword.

I must say, God did answer my prayer. The men with whom she competes hold chivalry to be in high honor. They are all gentlemen as they pound on my beautiful young lady.

Member Comments
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darlene hight08/09/04
Very fun entry!Who knows she might marry one of those knights.
Dian Moore08/09/04
I bet you have a whole lot of stories to share about your very unique daughter. The man who wins her heart will be worthy, I am sure. Good luck! Great writing!
Anthony David08/10/04
A good twist on the Prom.
Melanie Kerr 08/11/04
What a woman your daughter turned out to be! I am privileged to be married to a husband that encourages me to fight my corner and not to give in to his ego!
Sylvia Spielman08/12/04
I enjoyed this very much. Your daughter is the kind of young lady I wish I had been. I wasted a lot of years trying to fit what others thought I should be. It is a blessing that you have supported her independence from a young age. Good writing!
L.M. Lee08/12/04
what an unexpected story!