The glare of the sun on the snow made focusing on my target extremely difficult. Pulling back to anchor, I heard a crunch-crunch sound coming up behind me. Slowly releasing the tension on the bow, I turned to see my four-year-old granddaughter making her way to me.
“Are you out here by yourself?” I asked.
“No T-pa, I’m with you,” she said.
“So you are,” I answered.
The next few minutes were a rapid-fire session of dialogue that I forget most of, until she said, “I’m going to be a dancer when I grow up. What are you going to be when you grow up?”
I couldn’t help but smile. At 62 she had nailed me; I hadn’t grown up. Rallying as fast as possible I held out my recurve and said, “A bow and arrow shooter.”
“I bet you need a lot of practice T-pa.” Pow! She had me again.
“Let’s go see what the target looks like,” I said. We both crunched the twenty yards to the hay-backed bag target where I pointed proudly to the tight grouping of arrows in the lower left circular target on the bag. I didn’t tell her that the grouping was not an everyday occurrence, she’s only four.
“I think that’s good enough to get a deer this season, don’t you?” I asked.
Looking at me with her big unbelieving eyes, she said, “T-pa, how you going to put the target on the deer?” Pow!
I’m new to the site. Just getting back into traditional and wanted to say Hi. I’ve been enjoying the aggregate wisdom to be gleaned. Still looking for a four-year-old’s answer for target transference. Ha!
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