fragtagninja
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Hello everyone I was thinking the other day and wanted to get you opinions on the matter.
At the age of 5 years I started playing with toy guns. You know the plastic pop cap guns that look like the old single action revolvers! Well being the young whippersnapper I was my dad would yell at me anytime I pointed it at anyone. This trend of course continued as I grew, but I learned pretty quick that you never point a gun at someone even if it is a toy. At the age of 6 years my father sat me down and showed me his guns. Taught me how they work and laid down some ground rules. (#1) I was never to touch or even look at them without him being there. If I wanted to see them I had to let him know so he could be present. (#2) Never point the muzzle at anything you do not intend to kill. Death is a hard concept for a 6 year old, but he made his point clear. If you accidentally shoot someone you never see them again. This was of course part of the always point the muzzle in a safe direction rule. (#3) If I ever broke rules 1 or 2 I would get a butt beating with a leather belt and it would not be gentle. This was of course just one of many punishments that would be levied in conjunction with each other.
A few years later my dad signed me up for a gun safety class at the gun club. I passed and he began letting me shoot. We went to group meetings and I shot lots of archery and .22 long rifle. After a few months my dad let me shoot his .243 dear rifle. When I turned 12 I got to shoot his 12ga shotgun which knocked me over. Always though the rules were the same. Is dad here? Nope? Then no guns! Once in high school he began trusting me on my own with pellet guns, and would let me take his compound bow over to a neighbor kids house to shoot archery. Eventually I got out of shooting as I had things going on that were more important. At the age of 21 I considered getting my CPL, but just did not have the money. At 22 I looked into attending the police academy and my dad took me out with his 9mm to teach me some basics. After talking to the officers I know still on the force I ended up deciding against it. Things just aren't like they were when my dad did it. This last year I decided no more dancing around it. Time to buy my own gun and get my CPL. After months of research I made up my mind. Now that I have been out shooting again a lot of what the old man taught me is still there. Particularly being mindful of the muzzle. And then I realized that my dad wasn't just teaching me gun safety or how to shoot. He was teaching me personal responsibility and self discipline. Our talks about gun safety were about teaching me personal accountability. That when you screw up it is your fault and sometimes your actions affect other people in a very profound way.
So what do the lot of ya think? Are guns a good way to teach personal accountability? I never got what my dad was really trying to say until a day or so ago and I'm 25! But understood or not the lessons were taught and they did stick.
At the age of 5 years I started playing with toy guns. You know the plastic pop cap guns that look like the old single action revolvers! Well being the young whippersnapper I was my dad would yell at me anytime I pointed it at anyone. This trend of course continued as I grew, but I learned pretty quick that you never point a gun at someone even if it is a toy. At the age of 6 years my father sat me down and showed me his guns. Taught me how they work and laid down some ground rules. (#1) I was never to touch or even look at them without him being there. If I wanted to see them I had to let him know so he could be present. (#2) Never point the muzzle at anything you do not intend to kill. Death is a hard concept for a 6 year old, but he made his point clear. If you accidentally shoot someone you never see them again. This was of course part of the always point the muzzle in a safe direction rule. (#3) If I ever broke rules 1 or 2 I would get a butt beating with a leather belt and it would not be gentle. This was of course just one of many punishments that would be levied in conjunction with each other.
A few years later my dad signed me up for a gun safety class at the gun club. I passed and he began letting me shoot. We went to group meetings and I shot lots of archery and .22 long rifle. After a few months my dad let me shoot his .243 dear rifle. When I turned 12 I got to shoot his 12ga shotgun which knocked me over. Always though the rules were the same. Is dad here? Nope? Then no guns! Once in high school he began trusting me on my own with pellet guns, and would let me take his compound bow over to a neighbor kids house to shoot archery. Eventually I got out of shooting as I had things going on that were more important. At the age of 21 I considered getting my CPL, but just did not have the money. At 22 I looked into attending the police academy and my dad took me out with his 9mm to teach me some basics. After talking to the officers I know still on the force I ended up deciding against it. Things just aren't like they were when my dad did it. This last year I decided no more dancing around it. Time to buy my own gun and get my CPL. After months of research I made up my mind. Now that I have been out shooting again a lot of what the old man taught me is still there. Particularly being mindful of the muzzle. And then I realized that my dad wasn't just teaching me gun safety or how to shoot. He was teaching me personal responsibility and self discipline. Our talks about gun safety were about teaching me personal accountability. That when you screw up it is your fault and sometimes your actions affect other people in a very profound way.
So what do the lot of ya think? Are guns a good way to teach personal accountability? I never got what my dad was really trying to say until a day or so ago and I'm 25! But understood or not the lessons were taught and they did stick.