“There is a crack on the TV”
This is how my Monday morning begun. Have the little TV people who live inside our TV gotten tired of entertaining us and want to break free?
“There is sound but no picture”
Ok so the little TV people are still working but maybe there is “dumsor”*, load shedding or lights out in TV land.
“I think Bobo cracked the TV”
Bobo is the nickname I gave my first son. One thing I can say about having kids is that everyone dreads them destroying a TV.
I sometimes wonder whether our parents ever had that concern. It’s like they come down with a TV and smartphone screen mess up configuration, operation “crack the screen”.
I didn’t want to believe this news so I asked for my wife to let me on the details of what actually happened.
According to her she was in the kitchen when my son came through screaming “TV” repeatedly. She came into the living room to inquire, only to hear sound and no picture from the TV. She then went closer to see a crack on the screen which lead to the wail, “OH BOBO!”
Not to put my wife on the spot but judgement had already been passed down on the boy. I also concluded after assessing the screen that he was guilty.
His track record didn’t help either. He had already messed up one TV and there was his telephone set that he liked to bang on the wall by the TV.
This son of mine is in need of lawyer and his phone call.
Needless to say I was pissed. I was only glad that over the weekend wifey and I watched Game of Thrones Season 8 finally on the big screen. Watching via laptop wouldn’t have been epic.
I had not budgeted to buy a TV this month so I was thinking that maybe the screen could be fixed. It was when I was doing my research on fixing the screen that I actually found out that my son was innocent.
Our TV is a Samsung Plasma TV. A 2011/2012 model I believe. Apparently there were a number of similar stories to mine of TV’s having a crack from one of the units within the TV blowing up internally.
Upon careful inspection I even realized that the crack was internal and not external. Meaning my son was innocent.
I guess the guys from TV land were pissed.
I was happy however that it was not my son who spoilt the TV. I learned a valuable lesson as a parent and Christian that day.
Our past does not define our future. My sons actions in the past were not sufficient to make him guilty. I should have reserved playing the blame game till I had all the facts.
Though rough in his play, I have never seen my son throw stuff at the TV or tried to hit it with something. He loves his TV and cartoons.
The first TV that got messed up wasn’t hanging on a wall. It was on a cabinet and he pushed it over accidentally.
I don’t think we did well as parents in our perception of our son. I guess God used this to show us a valuable lesson about judging.
Thankfully we did not scold him or beat him. I would have felt pretty guilty if I had.
That however, is the life of a parent. We learn along the way and through our mistakes. Let’s see the lessons life presents us and share our experiences to help make the world a better place.
Now on to figuring out how to get Teletubbies back into my sons lives.
Keep it One Hondred!
*dumsor – Ghanaian slang for lights out