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Role Reversal

Role Reversal
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When you read this, I’ll be, by the grace of God and the pilot’s skill, in Japan. I’ve traveled some in the world, but never beyond a six-hour flight, and as I type this, I have no idea at all how I’ll spend some 15 hours on an airplane. I suppose I could write my stories that are overdue. Or read one of those great classic books we always promise we’ll read on vacation. But we never do, always ending up with some cheesy magazine, or a novel with short paragraphs and heroes and villains and lots of plot. I imagine some of the time I’ll reflect on the strange, always mysterious process by which a child grows up and moves out into his own world — a world I’ll now visit, speaking not a word of the native language. I’ll be dependent on my son’s knowledge. He will, in a sense, be sure I cross the street and look both ways.

My son Dan graduated a year ago from a fine college in California (he’d visited all the sturdy New England colleges, but when he saw the trees and the school’s Spanish architecture and all the students in shorts and sandals in March, he was there), where he became deeply interested in Asian life and culture. He studied beginning Japanese last summer for 10 days at the justifiably famous Rassias summer program at Dartmouth College (www.rassias.com). I’ve rarely seen him so enthused about learning. They know what they’re doing there, making language a vital, living experience. And then in what seemed to me a blur of a departure at the airport, he was off, to a new job teaching English at a public middle school. He turned once as he passed through the passenger line, and I turned to wave back. And then a plane took him as far away as I could imagine, to where, when I’m waking up here, it’s dark and families are settling in for bed.

He’s making all the plans: where we stay, what we see, how we get from point A to point B. My younger son, Josh, is coming with me, a day after his own college year ends — and there we’ll be, three Allen boys in a land where only one of us knows how to get around. It seems so close in my memory, the days I’d hoist him to my shoulders so that he could look around and see what’s up. Holding his arms above water while he learned that the harder he kicked, the more splashes he made, the more fun he had. And one day I let go, and he stayed afloat, and one more day, it seemed, he was off in the deep end. The years turning over one page at time — seemingly a book with no end, until suddenly it’s going so fast, like a blur, and no matter how much you want to hold on for more time, to keep the child just a tad longer, it’s past. The only rewind is in our memory.

So I’m sure my airplane hours will be spent right there. He wants to show us Tokyo and his school in Kasukabe, and Mt. Fuji, and Hiroshima and Nara and Kyoto. Right now they’re all just names and paragraphs in a guidebook. They all sound wonderful and exotic, and the joy of travel is always the mystery anyway. What I’m looking forward to the most is seeing my guide, who, once I let go, never stopped seeking the deeps.

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6 Responses to Role Reversal

  1. Heather Atwell June 1, 2009 at 1:33 pm #

    I will send the first five people who go to Yankee’s Facebook Fan page and comment on the post above a signed review copy of Mel’s book, “A Coach’s Letter to His Son.” Perfect for father’s day and baseball season.

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    The blog post is called “Role Reversal” and was posted on 11:36 am on 6/1.

  2. Jeff P June 2, 2009 at 7:07 am #

    Being a father, I was touched by your words and fondly reminded of how we fathers share a commonality of heartfelt memories with our own sons. Thanks Mel for sharing your work.

  3. Dawn Rigoni June 9, 2009 at 9:58 am #

    Your words remind me of a situation that happend last Christmas, when my mother came to visit me for the first time in our new home in the Austrian countryside. I was planning the Christmas feast, and decorating, and at some point she said, “It’s so amazing to be here, a guest in my daughter’s home. Watching you take care of everything and running a household.” I am sure your son Dan will be filled with the same feeling of pride I felt in being able to show a parent what they have learned and what they are good at. Happy trails Mel, looking forward to your blog when you’re back!

  4. Ardis Chudacoff September 2, 2009 at 4:36 pm #

    Reading your touching blog has reminded me that it was long ago that I watched my daughters take flight into their journey of the world, and it all seems like dream now. Thank heavens for granddaughters (5 of most beautiful girls I have ever seen, as only a proud grandmother can say!). I can now pay more attention to the flight my 18 year old granddaughter is taking with her life’s direction and newly found decisions she knows will map the rest of her life. It is bitter sweet once more that I am watching this grandchild of mine, wishing for one more day of hand holding and watching both ways for the unknown. I want to thank you, Mel, for bringing your story to me. I wish for the world to be full of more fathers like you!

  5. Lawrence Jolliffe Sr September 24, 2009 at 6:29 pm #

    It’s interesting,when you decide to have children,that the decision is a life-long one.Just because they’re in their thirties,and have lives of their own,they still belong to you.
    You train them to be industrious,confident,self-assured,self-suffient,and good citizens.Then when they decide to go on their own,we get all upset!!We’re happy,on one hand to have raised such confident kids,but on the other we wonder were the little boys went????

  6. Mel Allen October 1, 2009 at 2:54 pm #

    Thank you Ardis and Lawrence for those recent kind words. As you no doubt noticed I had let the blog column lapse, and I am about to get it in gear again. Knowing that it touched you means a lot to me. We are all in this parent world together aren’t we?

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