Bear Grylls Quote

I remember, for example, the time at prep school when I was chosen for the under nines’ rugby team. Well, to be more accurate, I was chosen to be linesman, as I wasn’t good enough for the actual team.Anyway, it was a cold, miserable winter’s day, and there were no spectators out watching, which was uncommon. (Normally, at least a few boys or teachers would come out to watch the school matches.) But on this cold, blustery day the touchlines were deserted, except for one lone figure.It was my dad, standing in the rain, watching me, his son, perform my linesman duties.I felt so happy to see him, but also felt guilty. I mean, I hadn’t even made the team and here he was to watch me run up and down waving a silly flag.Yet it meant the world to me.When the halftime whistle blew it was my big moment.On I ran to the pitch, the plate of oranges in my hands, with Dad applauding from the touchline.Lives are made in such moments.Likewise, I remember Dad playing in the fathers-and-sons cricket match. All the other fathers were taking it very seriously, and then there was Dad in an old African safari hat, coming in to bat and tripping over his wicked--out for a duck.I loved that fun side of Dad, and everyone else seemed to love him for it as well.To be a part of that always made me smile.