I struggled to find something to write about today. I sat here at my desk for about thirty minutes. After trying a few ideas that didn’t work, I pulled one of my favorite books, Kate Messner’s 59 Reasons To Write: Mini-Lessons, Prompts, and Inspiration For Teachers and began flipping through the pages. I stopped on page 114 and read one of Jo’s Morning Warm-Ups (Jo Knowles is one of the contributors to this book and one of the authors involved in Teachers Write). Jo’s Morning Warm-Up focused on fear and encouraged readers to “describe a fear you had as a child” (Messner, 2015,p. 114). Immediately, I thought of trash trucks and the Incredible Hulk. I wasn’t a child who was afraid of a lot of things. I never had a fear of the dark or monsters under my bed or in my closet. I didn’t have separation anxiety when away from my parents. But I was scared of a trash truck and the Incredible Hulk.
My family and I lived in an apartment when I was small. I can still remember the rumble of the trash truck when it pulled into our apartment complex. I can still see the dumpster rising up in the air and dumping its contents. That noise frightened me so much and every time I saw the trash truck approach, I dreaded the noise even though that’s really all it was—just a noise.
When I think about the Incredible Hulk, something about the transformation into the Hulk frightened me. I don’t know if it was the noise or the anger displayed by the Hulk or his creepy eyes, but I didn’t like the Hulk one bit!
Thank goodness that when the Hulk came on TV, I was already in love with books and could curl up with a story that made the Hulk disappear!