Brave

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‘Mummy, what’s this?’

‘It’s a medal, Robby.’

Brave

By Susan Brown

‘Mummy, what’s this?’

‘It’s a medal, Robby.’

‘Medal; oh yea, I ‘member, it was what Daddy was given when we went that big house.’

‘That big house was Buckingham Palace.’

‘Palace, I just thought it was just a big house. I didn’t see Cinderella, was she there?’

‘No dear, Cinderella was just a story.’

‘Oh. That old lady was nice when she gave Daddy his medal. Daddy had to bow. I ‘member we all had our picture taken outside. Daddy looked great in his uniform and you wore your special dress.’

‘Yes Robby, it was a very special day. The medal was the Victoria Cross.’

‘Is that the old lady’s name and was she very cross with Daddy?’

‘No, honey, the medal is given to people who are very brave. It’s called after the queen who first gave them out, Queen Victoria and it’s called a cross, because that’s the shape of it.’

‘What, a cross?’

‘That’s right, honey.’

‘I miss Daddy.’

‘So do I honey.’

‘Why was he brave again?’

‘What do you mean?’

‘He got his ‘toria cross for being brave but he went away again after that and he didn’t come back.’

‘I know Robby, but brave people are like that. He thought that he could still help so he went away again and he didn’t come back.’

‘What does brave really mean Mummy.’

‘Well, in Daddy’s case, he got his medal for saving the life of two of his comrades...’

‘What’s comrades?’

‘Other soldiers who went out to help another country that was in trouble.’

‘Were they his friends, the soldiers he saved?’

‘Yes, they were in his patrol.’

‘So he saved them and then he came back and got a medal from the old lady and then he went out again but he didn’t come back?’

‘Yes Robby.’

‘He’s never coming back?’

‘No darling, he’s in heaven now.’

‘Is it nice up there?’

‘I think so, yes.’

‘And he was very brave.’

‘He was very brave indeed, like many men and women who go out to lots of different places and try to help keep the peace.’

‘So being brave is doing things even though you are scared and going to places where you might be hurt or killed?’

‘Yes, but there is other sorts of bravery like the police, fire brigade and lifeboat people who do things that are very brave. Then there are ordinary men and women who help others in trouble and it isn’t their job, they are just helping because they think that it’s the right thing to do.’

‘Do they get ‘toria crosses?’

‘No Robby, they just do it because it’s the right thing to do. Then there are other people who feel very strongly about what they believe in and try to change the laws so things are fairer. Many years ago, women had no rights and were treated badly. Some people were very brave to stand up and fight for their rights and what they believed in. Eventually, they won through and women are now more equal to men, not everywhere, but it’s getting closer and closer to equality.’

‘I would like to be a bit brave.’

‘Most people would like to be brave, but it’s not something that everyone can be; that’s why it’s so special.’

‘Mummy?’

‘Yes honey?’

‘I want to try to be brave and tell you something. You might not like me or love me any more if I tell you, but Daddy and all the other people are brave and I want to be too.’

‘What is it Robby, I can’t believe that it can be that bad and I certainly won’t be angry and I will love you no matter what you say. Have you been naughty?’

‘I...I don’t know if it’s naughty.’

‘But you think that I might be cross?’

‘Like Daddy’s cross... Oh you meant the other sort of cross. You might shout at me and laugh at me...’

‘I promise I won’t shout at you, laugh or be cross. It’s just us now and we must stick together. Whatever you say, it will not matter, as I love you and I always will, no matter what. Now Robby, stop crying please as I hate to see you so upset. Tell me what’s troubling you and what makes you think that you need to be brave?’

‘Mummy, I’m a girl, not a boy.’


THE END


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Very sad the Dad and husband

Very sad the Dad and husband is never coming home again. I am gathering from the gist of the story, that the son is between the ages of maybe 5-7, I do this based on the type of comments made by him.
I am very glad that he told his Mum what she truly is and I am very sure that Mum will be of great help and love for her "new" daughter. PEACE, Janice Lynn

Good story! Lets pray...

...those brave soldiers will never go close to where you live to bring peace...

Thank You

A friend of mine won the Congressional Medal of honor . . . posthumously, unfortunately.

I was intrigued by your story and did a little research. I realize this is fiction, but did you base it partly on fact? Did any winner of the VC ever go back to war and eventually die in action?

The way you described the bravery needed by Bobby was unique.

Just the kind of story I needed today to face another birthday. Of course I just got a call from my two-year old granddaughter. Nothing better than a toddler's "Happy birthday!."

Jill

Angela Rasch (Jill M I)

Did some checks of Victoria Cross recipients

There has been quite a lot of them so I haven't checked them all (or for that matter any significant part of them). Many have been posthumous which precludes any subsequent action.
I found a few that died in action other than the one they received their VC for but in those cases it was only a few days later and before they had been awarded the VC.
Otherwise the closest I found is William John English (ironically Irish born) who earned his VC at the age of 18 in the Boer war. He died of a cerebral haemorrhage on board a ship near Egypt while on active service in 1941 having seen action in three wars.

So brave!

Wow, it seems like the girl is like 4 or 5 years old?

I hope the mother comes to accept her daughter. I really do.

I know who I am, I am me, and I like me ^^
Transgender, Gamer, Little, Princess, Therian and proud :D

Bravery......

D. Eden's picture

What is bravery? Bravery is the act of overcoming your fear and doing what you know is right, or simply what needs to be done.

They tell me I was brave, and yes, I have the little pieces of colored ribbon and metal to show for it. I also have the scars - both physical and emotional.

Was I really brave? I don't think so; I was simply so detached from everything in my life that I didn't feel anything. You see, i had buried my real self and all of my feelings so far under my facade of masculinity that the only time the real me ever saw the light of day was behind a locked door when we came off the line. That's when I would let it all out and go to pieces.

The real brave men were the members of my team who kicked that door in one night and pulled me back together. The same group of wonderful, caring young men who didn't care when they found out about the real me. The same group of beautiful young men who watched over me, took care of me, and cared for me from then on.

We had a deal - I took care of them and everyone else while we were in combat, and they kept me sane and safe when we were pulled out. That took real bravery. For thm to know about me and not care, for them to show me how much they truly cared about me, for them to treat me like a little sister and not care what others thought, that was the real bravery.

Besides, if I had truly been brave then I would have stood up to my parents and the rest of the world when I was ten years old and first started to understand that I was really a girl. It took the lives of a few very good men and another 45 years for me to get up enough courage to admit to myself and the rest of the world just who and what I really am.

D. Eden

Dum Vivimus, Vivamus

Never was that brave...

.... didn't know until I was 9 or 10......... didn't ever think I could say anything.......... wonder what my Mum would have said if I had...... didn't talk much at all to my Dad..... he'd have just looked at me........ strangely............. :{ Ginger, sadly.

very good

very good

So want to hug…

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… a brave little girl. Children too soon learn to stop telling their parents anything that might receive disapproval.

Rhona McCloud