S.W.A.T

Before I lived here in Texas I lived in Rogers, Arkansas in the country where all there was were trees, and not one house within miles of mine. Here is a picture of the front part of the house and as you can see there is nothing but trees.

 I lived with my grandparents, uncle, and brother. The only time I actually interacted with children other than my brother was when I went to school. When I was home I had no one to play with my brother played nothing but video games with my uncle, I lived to far from town that it was always such a hassle getting friends to come over, and well my grandparents would not be a very good playmate for a child of my age.

Since I never had anyone to play with I entertained myself by running around in the woods like I was a member of the S.W.A.T on a mission to trap this murderer that escaped from prison and was out in the woods. I got this idea from all the TV shows my grandfather would watch when he got home from work at night. I would dress up in all black grab my uncle’s Daisy BB gun (a popular BB gun brand in Arkansas), and run down to the garage to get the bug spray. Living out in the country bug spray was crucial if you didn’t want to get covered in ticks and jigger bites. Once I was all set I would run out into the woods on search for the supposed escaped murderer. I would run around shooting the BB gun, and hiding behind trees. I would throw myself to the ground and even talk into my shoulder like I had a radio to talk to the others with me on this mission. I would do this for hours until I was too tired to run anymore so then I would come up with a way that I wanted to catch the murderer. Every time I did this I would come up with a different way to catch this convict and of course every time I was the one to catch the bad guy. I did this for a while and even got my uncle and brother to play this with me a good number of times. I don’t exactly remember how or when I stopped playing this game but I know it went on for a long time because my uncle would always tell me “Don’t you get tired of playing the same game?” I don’t recall ever getting tired of playing this game but my guess is over time I found other things to do that would entertain and occupy myself.

Even though I didnt play this game any more I was still very much intrested in Criminal Justice and was very conviced for a while that I was going to pursue it as a career in the future.