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Hiking A Fulfiled Dream And Wish

Years ago,before I got married,I always had a dream to do a hike with the child of my dreams,more exact,the son of my dreams...these were the requirements for my son at that moment in time...

He had to be 14....
He had to be a barefooter,and had to even express the desire that he wished he could break his toes that he could remain barefoot...
He had to be a spontanious nudist/naturist....
He had to love and see the small things in nature,and appreciate it...
Have brown curly hair...
He must not be shy and he must be spontanious...
His name must be Jaque...


So I went camping to do a forest hike with one of my colleagues at work,whom knew me as a nudist and a barefooter,and we always used to share stories and wishes together.As we were hiking one day next to a beautifull river,she stopped and asked me whether I believed in Fairies.....and I answred yes that I did,in a way....but also believed in good water nymphs that granted wishes.So Ansie asked me if I had a single wish for that moment,what would it be,and if I would be silly and ask the fairies to grant this wish.Without a shadow of doubt,I expressed my wish with words to this effect...."My fairies and water nymps,please grant me my dream son,only for a few hours,aged 14 with brown hair,a barefooter and nudist,and one that loved and appreciated the small wonders of nature...named Jaque...."we giggled about it,and she expressed her wish....
That night we returned to the camp,made our fire and supper,and settled for the night....At about 2 in the morning,we were woken by a boy calling to his dog....I could not make out his form or age,but soon went to sleep again.At about six in the morning,I went to the toilet to telieve myself,just wrapped in a towel,ans as I came out of the toilet,I bumped into this boy that had arrived the previous evening...and he had brown curly hair,dressed in a track suit,and barefoot....He just smiled the most beautifull smile...Morning Unce...did you have a good sleep?"I knodde,and greeted back...Now I was also barefoot,and did the hike barefoot,and it was deep in the fall,and rather chilly,so I looked at his bare feet,and asked him if his feet wern't cold....He just smiled,and answred this..."Yes,they are cold,but I hate wearing shoes...I am always bare feet...when I was in primary school,I could go to school bare foot,now we have to wear shoes in high school...I hate shoes....I wish I could break my toes so that I can go to school barefoot......"I almost collapsed,but composed myself.Ansie had already started the fire,and I joined her...the lad came from the bathroom,and joined us at our fire....with these words..."Come on folks...wher's the cofee...I am dying with thirst..."I smiled..that was spontane!Ansie asked him where his shoes were,and why he was also barefoot,and his feet were thoughrally dirty and with black soles...."Oh.."he answred her."I hate shoes...love walking barefoot...wish I could break my toes and always walk bare feet...especially to school!"Ansie went pale,and smiled.
"Son..."I asked..."How old are you if I may ask?"
"Fourteen..".he said.....Ansie looked at me shocked..."And your name?"she asked....
He looked her in the eye and said calmly....."Jaque...."I choked in my coffee,and she did...then he promptly announced that we go for a swim in the pool.....even though it was cold....I gathred my shorts,and went with Jaque to the pool....he just took off his clothes,and dived into the pool naked.....I joined him,and then he expressed how he loved being naked....and was always naked at home.....
Later after breakfast,Ansie,I and Jaque went for a hike....He was barefoot,and I was barefoot,and as we reached a rock,he stopped me,and pointed out a small butterfly that was basking in the sun,on a small branche that protruded from a crack in the rock....
"Uncle b..."he whispred..."Don't you just love the small wonders of nature...look at this huge mountain...out of one crack a simple little branche is busy sprouting that wil burst this rock one day...but look at the butterfly....do you see that pattern on his wings...its amazing!"Ansie and I just looked at each other in total amazement.....here was my dream son I wished for the previous day at the river...
We later went further,and Jaque was tailing behind a bit,and then I heard him sigh a deep sigh of relief...as I turned around,there he was standing...stark naked,and hid his clothes in a stump...."Don't you just love being naked in the open nature uncle b...One can breathe and live and feel nature in your body pulsating and vigerous....."I asked him why he had removed his clothes...and he just said that he was a nudist,and loved acting on the spur of the moment....I could see the clear evidence...so I also got na ked,and Ansie smiled....Then Jaque said something that blew my mind away....
"Uncle b....imagine you were my father,and I was your son....wont it be fun...we would be barefoot and naked everyday....go into nature and see the small wonders....just be spontaniousely naked...."I agreed,and felt a tinge of sadness in my heart..."True...but one day hopefully I will have a son like you...."
Then Jaque said this..."Well,immagine I am your dream son for the next six hours....."
As our time came to a close,we walked in upon a bunch of clothed hikers,Jaque was at the front...I got a bit of a fright,but Jaque just walked upto thenm in the nude and greeted them,and introduced me to them as...."my dream dad..."
Well,we reached camp,and got dressed,as it was a textile camp,and said our buys,and they left.....
Untill this day...Ansie and I could not believe that this dream came true....thats why I love nature hikes....because somewhere...somehow,there are fairies whatching and listening...we just need to be perseptive,and a little child like...your dreams will get true one day...mine did,and its one of my most prized memories and highlights of my life...
kaalpoter kaalpoter 51-55, M 2 Responses May 8, 2012

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I've seen various school sites in Australia and New Zealand, the kids attend class and recess in their barefeet. I wish I could've done that. I would have had less stress and I could've enjoyed school alot more.

I loved this story. I was a bit confused about the broken toes part at the beginning until I read a little further down the page. Now I understand that he wanted broken toes so he could remain barefoot in school. But broken toes hurt a lot, I know because I have had broken toes before. I thought kids can be barefoot at school in SA.

In primary school,which is till grade7,they can go to school barefoot,grate 8-12 is high school,then the kids must wear shoes,which is silly,they do pt bare feet,then the next time to attend classes barefoot is at university....silly isn't it